(2012)
On the night of the fire, My eyes swallowing night sky, Skin upon wetted grasses of emeral… In silence so perfect, In silence so perfect,
My Father slept while I read my w… My Mother, by the fire, listening… Of what my Father saw or heard, I shall never know, Of what he shall tell me,
Everything sold in bright colors to attract your irises—everything to be sold at the perfect 99 cent prices. To consume, to burn and use then throw away, to take and turn forward from...
Do you want to know how I got her… Well I drank too much Well I fucked too much Well I prayed too much Call me into the empty auditorium…
Fantastical colors dance through m… Perhaps they will until the end of… Poetry is for the watchers with no… To express what they cannot see, h… Poetry is for the tree that wither…
And so how did I end up here? Alone warped and smoking alone, The light reflects off the empty w… Plaster white with cracks and hole… Electricity palpitating from the d…
Faceless anger inherits my soul, As morning come into full bloom, My boats of confusion in full blas… For what I think I know, Is nothing but racing cars of thou…
Green fields and vast valleys, Pockets of white and sand on a bea… Purple studded clouds, as a King… This is the place I wish to be, Before the storm and in sunlight,
My love she who walks in Mist, My love she who asks but doesn’t p… My love she who always stays as sh… My love, like a flower, loves each… My love,
Through the nights, One voice takes its toll, It shatters the mosaic wonder, While the one with questions is to… Asunder,
Beyond the piss colored yellow gas… who demand to be recognized in the… in the rusted realm of sights and… proclaiming to mirrors who they we… outside the Arena within the hidde…
All the world is still All is deep in silence Birds gone for winter Cops shooting innocence Blood in the streets
Ill make love with you, one last t… But then I’ve got to go, Yes, I’ll leave you with one last… But then I’ve got to go, I know my love you are so sad,
I see you light up the net red lips, a little wet eyes screaming to be pleasing the men thrusting, squeezing and I’m following
Like a crystal hanging on glass, You remain every color that shines… Dancing and twinkling, Burning by the fire, while all the… Gives a sigh...