(2013)
Gathering, Gimmicking, Frightening, Mimicking, Making the urge Of the march go away Symphony, Melody,
Am I blind or deaf? Am I seeing right? A so beauty sight A sound like a breath And eyes oh so bright?
And you and I can keep going And you and I can recover For the blood flows as the river g… And I and you float on its waters And I and you know well
As I make my way to the metal Where the flames burn my desires, I drop my newly found petal, For it keeps me warm. I do walk my way to my sack,
Dearly Beloved, The sand is not hot, The water, not wet. A beach, it is not. The battles lie fought
In you and I There is a war That will not fly Without a sword You wield in hand
Against my will I act like me I am not who I pretend I am only a humanoid on the inside I am a human on the out I see something in me
I lie on my bed A pen in my hand My brain does not stand I cant use my hand I don’t understand
Everyone’s eating. Maybe I shoul… I’m not hungry Finally, a break. Two hours and… I don’t want a break I wonder when we’ll get back to wo…
Daddy’s girl was up all night Always looking for a sight Other poet, things to write Phony poles that do not bite She was happy I could see
I’m having a feeling But don’t understand I look at the ceiling And I cannot stand She used to be torture
With the Roaches I share An inanimate Stare And a messed up appearance That I cannot bear A Thought without clearance
How am I supposed to know? What I am supposed to show? What am I supposed to say? When I do not run away? How do I react when I
Ember man I met once Ashes in and not gray Has survived sixteen suns Does at night through the day Of his cart fit the four
Whirl our way, dearest deceaser! This is your time and ours to fly! The time to fly nears, The deceased thrown in fears, While the living await death!