(2013)
I feel a surge creeping up behind… or maybe from inside me; So surprise me. I can only take so much, before I crack a smile sweet;
My turn. I believe you when you say it hurt… I’ll shed a tear for making you su… And for when you call me lover. Then the time will come,
I don’t know exactly how this came… but likely began with seed of doub… Or the question of truth, and getting no clue. So I filled in the blanks,
I am Victory, within; You. A balance of all things Pleasant, And antagonistic to Dopamine pure… We Conjure; Then Conquer. Our symbiotic Love-Hate fate,
My memory bank leaves me filthy ri… even in that often thought of ditc… Loved ones so terrified of the sid… imagine me all dirty, choked, and… My tender
In this time of need, feeling inco… and relying on unfolded dreams questioning every last belief buried in the deepest of seam is a book I have yet twice to read…
In the grace of a Holy Church bel… Chiming hungry latent tune We grew impatient for it’s death k… Muted ringing now entombed. Under guise and shrouded intellect
When I was just a kid No more than thirteen Decidedly I grabbed A nightmares dream With contemporary belief
Now is the time to let go. For so long I have been selfish. Rarely attending to anyone, other than myself and my son. If you don’t take care of yourself…
My heart sees, when my eyes go bli… The dreams of my people Woven; entwined Why don’t you take from me? Wouldn’t you gain from the eating…
Tonight, my pillow mimics stone; My bed, a quarry. Somewhere inside my mind, A diamond bit drives; Ever deeper toward a story.
Here comes the beggar! With an Eden to share? My god whats the point!? When the commonality is despair? I know there is a reckoning to com…
She told me not to say it, that to… So I’ve addressed it here in writ… After having slipped my tongue She seemed to listen for a moment If only, to make it clear
Drag me down to the river, to wash these stains away. On it’s banks I cry, and drown the pain of yesterday.
Stray from tender infusion, 'cause docile doesn’t work. Embrace the fasting revolution, and prowl, where gluttony lurks. Survival of the fittest,