Category: Poetry

Look at life through window panes,And you can't seem to concentrate.Your bloodshot mind takes you for a rideThough you know that you'll run off the road. Now back and forth, through your head.The fire flies, you've run braindead.Your lips are screaming, violet-blue.With eyes of stone that can't see through. So go down, and down, and… Continue reading Spider Blue →

Wipe the white foam from the side of my mouth. Get the fuck off the median, and keep driving south. Because south is where surrender lies, with cotton balls and rubber ties. And, despite the death toll, right in front of our fucking eyes. We march along, as if we'll never die. These drag down… Continue reading Driving South →

I remember the days that we spent bent together fondly.Before the pebble path grew paper thin,and the blank lines came to haunt me.You see, love's a drug like any other,Though served with sympathetic hugs.Of which I've just enough ingested to restore my collapsed lungs.For consistency to meNow means only lost hope and overdose.As I've seen… Continue reading A Drug Like Any Other →

In times like these, believe, I often wonder how I came to be. Bouncing in my birthday sleeves, youth fountain for the worst of thieves. Like….. “Pardon me mister” What’s a rolla’ bowl to you? Call it green or call it blue. Just quickly collar me in leashes, and I’ll leave the rest to you.… Continue reading Life’s Been a Limousine →

I’m an asshole, who fell face first, for a coal burning black hole. A broke-neck ballerina, who likes to think she’s got a cracked soul. Cuz the damage makes her deep, and so much wiser than the other sheep……But she lived a lie. Though I never felt inclined to press or pry. That sweet disguise,… Continue reading Pennies →

I’ve been short sighted, by a sidekick’s sort of self image. And who knows what I could be,if I would only eat my spinach?So though it comes naturally, I have an obligation to acknowledge the risk of rain that soon collapses me. All my worry in vain as my limbs begin to atrophy. But what… Continue reading Conformed Intent →

And so, she saw her standing unaware, bringing winter under sunburnt hair. He had no fear for her electric chair. Because he once believed a lie, that god is good, and life is fair. Was explicit and offensive, in the shedding of my savagery? I'd hate to share in the unpleasant parts, that make up… Continue reading Off My Mind →

Down in the dirt I dressed my best, for it gave me perspective. Without worth left to contest, my heart grew cold and selective. Like the dark knew I’d depart you, and must have marked a chart of clues. Too construed or unglued, for this part shark detective. So hark the late clean slate, seems… Continue reading Spotless →

Why save the sincerity, for days of posthumous clarity? Seems we’re all midair,unaware, or ensnared. Unprepared, we barely dare to breathe.

In a sea full of my twisted trees, I'd marked the mad to nix the mystery, of the sickness that held bliss from me. But, when I returned to burn, I'd missed the bleed. Simply scabbing sap, where steel attacked. Then, their laughter sent me reeling back. "Nice try! But, you see, we're here to… Continue reading Forgive The Forest →