Insanity Is like a refraction Of the will Where Instead of dissipating, It actually grows stronger to where Wild horses couldn’t drag the person away From themselves.

Eliminating the fun from my day Because I’m afraid of giving off energy, Afraid that my vibes will spill out bacteria On the veranda, . Or anywhere else, a lot of these Sacred spaces . In this sterile land, a Land where they try, And try, And Still Hardly Get anything right, . I think […]

That time I was laying my head on the banister there, I needed that so bad, And then you fudged up the process By asking if I was alright And now I don’t trust you To walk us through this life By parking us in front of the TV And making us just like everyone […]

Sometimes I feel like I’m on an assembly line — I don’t have to tell you. You see the race in mad drifts Of . Temporary assemblage, People panic coated and This . Is why They . Band together, to numb The ache of quicksand.

Eventually, the question has to come up, Be posed: is the world within we live, righteous? A man is righteous, I think, . If he’s able to be patient with his fellow, And coax from there all the goodness, End a person’s pain. . And in this pain’s exodus There is the human connection Like […]

I want to shine my christened mind toward people who need it — I want to take in everything, breathe the rain from the weather’s control panel. And if I shout, maybe it will be something like the sound of glee, like if a dance were to take only wave form, and the effect would […]

Then it was the heads Like jugs spilled over Pouring in at the time of trap And now when people are artificial, Wedged in “time” and non-privy to divine elixir . Of immortality, How appropriate I should dive deep Into the lake most avoided To find toxins Or scabs of Mother Earth Trying to cleanse […]

The sky unzips its sweater, now, Creating a haze I knew all along To be part and parcel with my lymph node dynamics, Come to tire . The caloric valves of the man-made forest We drive by in petroleum apparatuses, Hoping not to hear the music Assembled stoically by the young trees, The naive fruit […]

Per the script, It all ties together: The talking, The entrance into the apartment, The light refracting off shoulderblades And the endless trail . Of fantasy, Or the mind’s need for fantasy When having broken The clouds’ rhapsody Is a sun-scorched reality: Of us all governed by fear, Of seeing plain as day That this […]

The thought took hold of me slowly, As it can only to the drugged, During welterweight spring in Bloomington, Indiana Where words pour out of the assembly hall doors, And you have to sweep them, supervise them, They are unemployed, it just took A telepathic message from my mother back home Bought cheap by Judas […]