The tower of Babel
was destined to fall
not because of the
wrath of God,
but the hatred

A sight of sympathy for the man,
who never thought himself too gran
or even fair to look at for long,
The ballad entails his fateful son
Afraid of estranged looks and whis

Live to see
from sunrise to set,
dances of dazes,
how memories collect.
Be it too wrong

She sat there
across the table from me
as music blared through
the night sky.
Heavy majestic clouds,

I thought of the right words.
Sitting on a stool, ready
To take my laundry from out the dr
My vision accosted by a garish gre
The nihilism of the poor.

It is a good thing
to have words
melted at the sunset.
Beyond sense,
sybaritic,

Stardust in the mind,
I contemplate in exact answers,
precise manners,
for the fulfillment of a question
that beckons forgiveness.

~Read the tome. And read it again
Stories meant to never end
but always beginning again.
I felt new refrain
as I gathered my mind.

The lapel of my jacket held its wa
as I walked down the daring, dark
I couldn’t spell my own defeat
as the passions of my vengeance un
Like a knight fighting for vain gl

Seemingly inspirational,
apparitions
of the unconscious mind,
perhaps signals
of inherited and

A cockroach died of starvation in
Slightly annoyed as I laced my mu
to go outside and find my way to t
steal some coffee from a bank befo
I dropped my American Eagle key o

I really wanted to die
underneath that heavenly blue sky,
and leave behind the tensions and
and float upwards and away from th
No longer called a buffoon,

She was my little nymph
Unaware of it but something I onl
The love legendary in moments beyo
as I close my faithful eyes to fin
I feel awake as my mind pushes my

Everything is a reaction
to everything.
This sentence is a reaction
to the last.
The periods at the end are all rea

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.

Creating, condemning,
piercing my skin with a
rough sketch, tattoo ink
and a clueless reminder
found within every pore.

My fingers tremble in the cold
as I stack the stones in a slanted
I’m accompanied by the hummingbird
who search for the mystery in gard
sprouting within the cracks of thi

Oh how I wish
my talent with words
were like
that of a painter
with color and dimension.

In the distance, slight tapping of
Festival creating renewed life, wa
the origin of the location unknown
Then upbeat rhythm kicks in,
Announcing a different style of ce

Madness ensued
in dark corners and wretched taver
where I insulted myself, and I go
by a tribal aggression; must retal
and avenge for society’s sake.

I keep seeing
them
out of shadows
they creep,
men in black robes.

I have a hole in my heart.
Once a trusty pouch
is now a conspiring pump
that floods my insides
with the dark red fury

Inside the gas station’s
public restroom
was an interesting looking old coo
that caught me off guard.
He was wearing a heart-shaped eye

In this moment, I am tired.
Dare to stay exhausted?
Tonight - inspired-
yet I’m tired, off to bed.
Don't sleep, be free.

At first, I was the reveling masq
In a dozen wanton nights,
with a lack of fright for social a
I sought to receive.
I sought to breath

I sat in a lowly lit room
in a harsh winter night,
fallen into a sense of despair
and feeling brutalized
by life.

I wish my memories were translated
Reflections of my life,
entranced in melody,
I wonder how they would sound.
The music of my memories...

The feeling came again.
Love or Lust?
Neither I hope,
I hate writing of love.
It invokes a powerlessness

In front of the eager class
stood the fool
who had been hand-picked
by the professor
to share

There’s four of them, circling aro
not doing or thinking of tomorrow.
Just simple thoughts and words sha
to each other. Today yet another d
Dressed mostly in black, with rand

Lined up the gunmen
with sparkling garments, one by on
spelled doom for the poor prisoner
who gazed at the setting sun.
The pompous captain stood tall,

You’ve got to bleed life
and be able to write it
with a grip in your hand
that knows no limit,
clenching 'til the roots

Loud angry voices
emanating throughout
the land trying best
to think best about
what is best. Argue best.

You must be you. Truly.
Inner truth, intuition, unrepentan
that sings the songs of days for d
I will hear that greatness, let us
Rising to the world,

If I could pray,
I would pray that you all
enjoy your lives.
Final, but not ultimate, enjoyment
of the self and restlessness.

You let them run free.
guided, sure, but still free
to make their mistakes and live li
You let them experience their pove
Let them earn success through dest