Dim Opus

And so memories of you gather like feral felines around my feet at the sound of an opening can or the crack of a brandy bottle. For beasts of this nature feed upon such poison, contorting and mutating with the newfound fuel. Howling horribly and clawing with empty promises at my stomach lining. Pining, craving… Continue reading Memories at Mealtime →

I've no right to expect you to trust me.I'm just trying to move on,And own my actions justly.Doing the best for my own mind, Telling myself to just breathe. But consequences must come And so I understand you must leave.Seems I've been a mountain lion mourningFor all these years.Fake female scream,With a convincing dash of… Continue reading The Victim Depiction →

Feeling like a diseased dog adoptable but up for debate.As to whether one's willing to intertwine with my festering fate.For I have more dead friends and deadly diseases than you could ever count on.Might as well sing it to the empty space as a pound impounded hound's song.Call me downtrodden drama queen.Poorly drawn to make… Continue reading Me+Disease →

Woke up without my shoes today,And something in my head turned a different way.Something In my head Says my telephone's missing. Only two eyes left,And my memory's drifting.Like, goddamn!Did you drink that much?Or maybe something in the drink went and popped the clutch.So, now I'm wandering the streets,Shoeless, lost as fuck.Robbed roofie blind,Guess that shit's… Continue reading Two Eyes Left →

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 →