It’s all been a mistake, And cursed here with a cherry brandy Do I . Retrace How they all did it, Those seven droves In . Veils That raced By me . Showing nothing but the Human delicatessen Of success.

There was supposed to be a bond TIGHT And it was called music, . There should have never been any question That we’d have something to give each other And it was from our souls, It was a gold-dust . A deep understand that the most sophisticated animals Make night time tabernacle Out of the […]

Chances are, All that action afforded you delusional thought tendencies, Realms and tropes in which everything is fun, . You stand within shapeshifting summits Making bearable What shouldn’t be… . And time’s beaming just Cloaks the mind’s avatar In empty shavings of dreams, Necklaces of false hope, And you ride further from promise.

There it is, The pulping light again, As you put your face up . And ask what it’s all worth, Life on this planet when You can threaten without even trying, When you’re measured by your potential To unintentionally harm others, Take from them things they think they need.

You sit there with them on your mind, The habits, And maybe you were just Channeled into a room with them, You were sewn . Through Many a room, In the land of the free, And now it’s in your eyes You’re just . Like Everyone else, it’s Lunging desperation At the . Sight of […]

Sometimes I wake up and think, All of this is so foreign, How can anything Ever be made, . How could it be but by force When to know any one thing Beyond a shadow of a doubt Walking by the river But being glimpsed By mortality like a cutting talon Is so impossible.

My juiced melons Are Being Translated . Right now On the other side of the world To bounce Off a bridge in Cinematic Chicago, Destroyed.

I’d like To earn a meal And beer table, Airports well Lit for people Who engorge happiness.

You expand yourself OVER the rainstorms, Which is how you learn to live in the sunnies, And yet Bequeathed on land with no timber, . Life is a continuing spreading of advantageons, Which are deceptive to others around you With whom you engage in battle In order to live most fully.

She gives me a path back to humanity, And with her respect I see how I can respect myself, Painting forests or just watching time, And the time clocks shine down on us Granting the knowledge that there will be smiles To feed our true selves, for when we get hungry.