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