sing a song
restful blind man speak
weave a tapestry on my cloud
block the rain drops with the holy snow flakes
mining for coal is sorrow in a dress
what will tumbling stones bring us
i see the rabbi dancing like an idiot
in the alley colors entice the young
tigers tore down the fence last night
mother goose is a liar
the stony sea claims peace from above
understand the bones and teeth
wisdom is a caterpillar
i seek a lamp

Take off your mask
I want to burn it

the cry

silent edge of the blade
jealousy is your new muse
brother, slash my heart
sister, burn me down

what did i do?

...i found happiness

...i will not put it back

sacrifice of a young brave

distorted clouds move delicately around the thunder
the tribe moves the hearts towards the wind
trails of famine
trails of glory
surrender your life
great spirit builds you a house in the sea
great flame
loud drum
sharp knife
blood puddles on the dirt around the hut
curses lifted
souls at peace

a bird nests in the corner of parliament
swirling rumors and cigar smoke
don't talk to me about politics
i won't understand
the gypsy spirit dances down the stairs
the dreamer paints his soul in the middle of the street
it's a goldfish
the cry for reform falls on the deaf and retarded
truth's book gathers dust on the shelf
mobs gather at the gates of the billionaire screaming for a cure
he just drinks another scotch
love is
love can
love won't
the traitor stands trial
the jury is foolish
punishment stands at the back of room eating a lollipop
i'm outside loading my gun
wonder fills the sky tonight
the stars glow then burn out
goats and elephants call for mercy
the troubadour eats dinner with Edgar Allen Poe
i write sad songs when i'm happy
when i'm tired i drive
the rose bush wilts outside her window
prophets write books on the matter
sail boats sink
and milk spills
holy was
holy can't
holy will
the professor is confused
he punched me in the eye
the medicine man brews me a drink
it flips my mind
wilbur harvests the corn
mrs. black sells the dope
one hundred orphaned children
62 poems about hope
protests from God's Church scares my mother
apathy grabs my father by the hand
mathematicians solve the issue
we refuse to listen
stuck in anger and hate
jolly good way to be
salvation can
salvation is
salvation will

finite line written on the stone
flying stanzas stain the cloth
hostilities between lovers rips a hole in the truth
in the sand time morphs into a beast
eating souls and killing hope
mindless generation put down the phone
Yahweh!
Yahweh!
hold my hand

The Astronaut Said So

settled worlds
silent planets
thriving idealism underground
sound waves mixed light
aliens surf the milky way while the sun burns out
electric eels and exploding minds
the winged horse carries me home
mermaids and lions debate the sovereignty of N
coins and chemicals crowd the pirate ship
violent dread grips us all

I am Blessed

walk walk walk walk walk

the blue light within me seems to be fading
i see a octopus on the sidewalk
he is depressed
i say prayer for him as he wiggles by me
the moon rises over the cornfield
a white glow fills my heart
a funeral in the middle of town reminds me of home
i pick a flower for the dead
i stare and throw it in the fire
silent father hold my hand
worried mother dry my tears

wandering around California
standing on icebergs to see if they'll melt
i can't hardly tell if dreaming or awake
silly little bird chewing on metal
what is the beat i'm trying to march to
blurring of lines and words
can't make back to were I was at beginning
wearing dark glasses and drinking bitter coffee
Olivia stands next to the presidents and asks for a smoke
sinking in the mud
wondering what I've done
a crying dentist plead for an escape
sorry, man
I'm a clown

integrity

It was a few moments ago that I awaken from my slumber. The scabs and infection in my eyes were gone. I could see the sun, trees, wind, love, peace, life, death, hatred, and lies. I strive to live my life as true as possible.
I am human.
I fail.
I fail often.
I stand on a lonesome cliff and consider running. Running far from the wicked lies of this establishment. I can't seem to bring myself to drop the blade.


Stand on the edge of the clear water
Look in
Do you like what you see?

Kill the false being within you


the door is open you just have to walk through it

awake child, love is here

Abstract sunrise moves across the range. Sweaty and obese politicians write down laws and watch them grow like maggots on rotting meat. I’ve wrestled with my mind and found out I’m scared to try again. I sit and wait watching the time melt like paint peeling off rundown walls. There is a buzzing in my ears. Monks and Prophets try to tell the bleeding to heal. The sea shore is a welcoming site to the ones who thirst for bitterness and success. Start fire and watch it burn. Blank thoughts and stares. No inspiration spills from these fingerprints anymore. The other day my brother cut me. He doesn’t care. What matters most is popularity and making the grade. His spirit is empty and his mind is dead and incapable of shining light. Wounded Soldiers march across the frozen field behind God’s back. Love is the only medicine that can cure. I watch people forget that all the time. It doesn’t matter we’ll just sit watch the lives burn, turn to ash and blow away with today’s garbage. I want to walk down a dirt road and meet my God and tell him my thoughts. Watch the sky. Feel whole.

Where are you Brothers? Sisters don’t be afraid.

Don’t runaway from love.

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Today burns slowly like tiny candle in the window of an abandon hospital