• Apocalypse

    “BACK OFF! ” I said gasping,
    And spat mucous at the world,
    Which was spinning fast.
    Now tucked under a tree-... more »

  • Asthmatic

    An epiphany in the deepest dream-
    And I wake up blind
    Gasping
    Wheezing... more »

  • Brother

    that morning when it all made sense
    you talked jibber jabber.

    the sparrows hung themselves... more »

  • Cranium

    I hear the cries at night,
    They keep me awake like a rabid monkey.
    I hear the cries at night,
    Coming from every direction and being.... more »

  • December Night

    Each snowflake a memory
    Once lost.
    Seven candles so dimly
    Light the room... more »

  • Just Let Me Quench Your Thirst, My Darling

    but i’ll starve you in the process.
    the oranges are mine.
    you can pee on that globe over there
    BUT THE ORANGES ARE MINE... more »

  • Lost

    I have seen the sun... more »

  • My Hammock

    In the realm of my hammock
    -swinging
    -silenced
    the summer’s night sky swallows all life... more »

  • Night Cycle

    The window was wide open.
    The gateway to space,
    I think
    you called it.... more »

  • Ode To The Greats

    Yellow apple,
    we met for supper in your
    flat bottomed boat.
    we are not here; you are beginning... more »

  • Polyester Tribulations

    Sometimes
    We dont know the difference between
    What is real?
    Nothing seperates the... more »

  • Reality

    reality creeps in like death.
    gaps of truth are found constantly,
    like sun rays blasting through windows
    in the early morning, waking humans... more »

  • Suggestions For A Title Anyone?

    their names were pasted on musical notes
    as we took the journey through the cackling forest,
    the plants sprouting
    and chinging change... more »

  • The Cotton Balls

    i see glorious mountains,
    something like heaven
    with the clouds like
    cotton balls... more »

  • The Customer

    A customer just told me that sunshine
    Was falling off of her roof.
    I looked at the old lady and smiled.
    I was confused yet in awe of her power.... more »

  • The Melting Sun

    Days go by

    God’s huge tears forming morning meadow mist
    Over vast, landscape flesh.... more »

  • The Process

    Conflicts burden
    My path and I am-
    Alone.
    I make decisions that... more »

  • The World

    For me, closure can be found
    in empty bottles and a glass piece
    for me, I don’t believe,
    that what is real is what I perceive.... more »