(2015)
I once felt the sensation to Rapture, hence this poem. It was fun to feel like I was being Raptured
I grew up staring starry-eyed at t… of healthier men walking out of do… head held high while I kept their… It wasn’t something to really envy… and a fine nights sleep. No family…
I’m grateful. Grateful for the words I breathe. For the times I’ve lived and, in… for the greatness of the moments a… I’m grateful
Don’t you know that I tried my best to capture exuberance of life in my breast. Hope defined,
I sat in a lowly lit room in a harsh winter night, fallen into a sense of despair and feeling brutalized by life.
Leap forward the meadow An articulate sound The seams of reality Never glistening, seldom found A life measured by pulse,
Rock 'n’ Roll kept me up nights until the morning lights of the ne… became battered reminders of accos… that threw itself on my near-awake… Scrreeeeccchhhh! Long, Angry Yel…
It’s loud here. Friday darkness, with voices clamoring over the clinking of plates and utensils.
You used to walk around the park and feel the air perched on your t… but now it is no more. Once written in mosaic glass is now just a shatter on the floor…
I keep seeing them out of shadows they creep, men in black robes.
Little black rocks dotted the side… as I held my gaze down there. What was I doing here... almost crippled by fear No, I’m doing this.
I wish we were Masters. That way we can inhabit the truth and it would be made strong. Love as the only thing that has meaning. Understanding. The
I view death as my friend. Sitting on my bed, playing a guitar for a weeping woman who has just lost a child. I view life as a mustard seed.
The stars above us live gigantic lives, and they allow us a shimmering glimpse in the eve of every night.
A puff of air internalized in a vacant room. Cows among me chewing the expensive cud that
Filled with sins, Lying in bed, No fear though, Limitless mindset Body to bear,