quick to lock ourselves in a prison cell of arrogance incarcerated by our own egos freedom can not happen until we reach through the bars

a $5 footlong at Subway before a meeting on Thursday Burnin’ For You came on the speak… i wanted to call you

i don’t ever want to rest in peace and i certainly don’t want any of… resting in peace some of us grew up listening to pu… and speed metal

to reach for the pen only when you need it is a mistake you must reach for it everyday eventually it grows familiar with…

they’ve never looked as deeply as… into the centers of your alluring and final eyes they’ve never watched you dance slowly and dark like the end…

in all restaurants madness overwhelms the staff spirits break like plates

i kneel on two bad knees i clasp together two

she always turns a light on when she thinks of me checks under the bed to see if i left behind a kiss

what happened to it? pen with which he wrote the note ink of his last words

sparks fly when you put a couple forks in the microwave too

the Allen Bradley Tower clock looks at me like an all knowing ey… it tells me “you are home you were not born here

long begrimed with dust a floor looking for a broom love me for my scuffs

at odds with the sky I have rid myself of every feather and with my beak i have chewed off… of my wings if i am to see my dreams die

submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice

i saw atrocity and deceit upon the… blood spilling down its jagged cli… tragedies unbound scaling the peak i tried to warn others not to climb this vicious monster