What No Rhyme Defines

I am walking one foot in front of the other. My left foot is happy that it has another. I walk the line fine I’m luckier than most to appear sane when I’m haunted by your ghost. I’m always happy when it rains washing streets. I just lock myself inside pull over my head sheets….

Make Me Absolution

I could wallow and revel on a level take the handle. In my eyes light candles, strike a fell artistic anvil. Make me ways not done before make me absolution to rest upon my tired soul and take away my confusion. Forged not complete I go somewhere only you know. Illustrate peace for me grow…

My Feet My Arms

I am drawn poorly so sorely I move on upon the ground I move already gone. My God he is mute now before my eyes are wicked creatures and secrets of lies. Shall I examine here in this brief candle lit by an absent being; this life I can’t handle. I a vision of grace…

Seeing Your Art

Clouds full of prose; smiles speaking lines translated in my tears they’re quite sublime. Question my judgement, I’ve been there many times before you defeat fear and solve calamity. My conscience considers where I should proceed. As I take in now slowly your words spoken to me. My prying eyes they do open at enlightenment….

A Real Dimension

What pictures have you painted pretty where opposite’s true because truth is shitty? What you do and reveal to others I don’t know. I just see you for what to me that you do show. I’m such a microcosm, some larger part made, from pieces not perfect no shock I don’t behave. Your a proud…

What Doesn’t Change

Given the time I will rearrange the songs sung as trees change. *** Leaves fall in fall slow transitions before their final positions. *** Strewn upon the ground on streets blowing in wind that all can see. *** I’m unashamed to feel like this. To bend in wind, my fall is bliss. *** I am…

Unsearched Feelings

I’m standing on edge at the climatic scene that involves us both at heart-felt intensity. Refreshing waves they wash over me my being and honestly my love I wonder if I’m breathing. Suffocating anticipation has me gasping breath that surges through me and it scares me to death. I’ve examined myself I try to keep…

Music In The Night

Fine tune crafted I let this night make sweat. Set in motion I try forget my heart with no regret. Dancingly conversing while I feel deserving a night with diversion from life so unnerving. I’m ripping off the shy and often boorish lines while letting night supply supplements for my mind. Taking myself out of…