(2013)
There’s a fearsome beast within, huddled tense and waiting, in the furthest corner of this brittle heart. It lies alert to any signal
Sweet Mary Jane bade me follow where she led. I went eagerly. She was my life’s one true love. All the others,
Not a poem. I hurt; like a Frankenstein monster. Iron fist. Unrelenting.
No words of wisdom. No clever rhymes. Not this day. Something heavy weighs me down.
There’s a furious raging mob out beyond the temple walls; howling with a lust for murder of the next contender for their cr… It's more to do with feral instinc…
Something whispers, certainly not nothing. A subtle impetus to choose to stir and rise
My bucket had a hole in it. I kept trying to fill it. The more I tried, the more flowed down the drain. It wasn’t for lack of what was nee…
Sweet sultry muse, I declare this solemn oath before all that’s true and holy, that this earthly life and love are yours and yours alone,
There are no pictures on these wal… no mountain lakes nor sailing ship… Not long ago there were no walls Life was lived outside your window… I’d tried to live within four wall…
I saw him for the first time ever; the one who stole my soul away. He appeared in a dream. I had never seem him before, yet no doubt it was him.
I’m not angry with you. I am hurting, and as usual, I don’t know why. I don’t know why I cry
Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.
That blue-gray rainy day, the blue-gray funeral parlor. There you were laid out in blue and gray. So still.
It’s only you that I can trust to hear these words as true. Those I know seem blinded by some notion or another about me. You are my closest confidant
I gaze into the bleakness of the e… engulfed by a sense of futility an… I am like the man who keeps fishin… though he knows the river is spent… I cast my line into the milky pool…