I Cry

What such weakness would make me less a man? When passion and emotion strike me as if a drumb. Vibrating up my spine, am I less if I would cry? When compelled by laughs or the birth of a new life? Am I an empty chasm? Droughted by perilous disdain? No, not in this existence….

Regret Is A Forest

A cadence unknown may it lift you up. How you could feel control it you must. Where the unknown trembles the soul and leaves confidence void of steady feet; stumble we will to sounds off beat yet without chances not knowing consumes. Better we follow our heart’s longings or our identity is what we didn’t…

Revelations

Fields of grain can flow; may they in barren lands? Question you might sanity until comes a gentle hand. *** Scars and lashes do come as we move inside this space. Here upon this weird sphere the sun does burn our face. *** What was lush turns raw; to ash and does make barren those…

Brain Therapy: My Disasterous Relationship Vol. 2

Shattering the silence, came your voice in night. Blinded by your nuances shine bright did your light. *** Rescuing my misdirection I ventured after my journey through this twisted existence scorned by my own learning. *** That the world forgives not those weak and who’re fraught by misfortune of their own and by things they…

The Web Our Mind’s Weave

The purpose of you is to cling. To the structures of man and collect. The crawling and flying bloodsuckers which in my leisure my comfort they effect. A purpose and a circle. How hideous yet amazing you do work. In tedious fashion you weave a tapestry of excriminate and in night lurk. I am amazed…

Where I Walk For You

Tribulation is born from identities torn from directions sworn never taken or worn. For what I do I own my words do not show, where my heart below, set unto what grows. Conflicted yes true. What I am for you. All I’ve been through, judge me please do. Because words confuse, what’s true and the…

Ravings Of A Sleuth

I pick apart the complexity that binds us in life together. I wrench out the pure moxy while I describe the weather. I put it into the stanzas so you might follow right along. Maybe my ambition is to put all vexation into a song. Line after line I give breath to the things tormenting…

Where Time Is Never Returned

I have been there. Aghast with shock and horror. In cages I’ve found myself. The floor I laid there many morrows. Pits of despair where men would seemingly bury each other. For amenities that would fancy even kin who disavow their brothers. For cages of steel and iron change the perception of the mind. Linger…

A Blaze & A Fire

Obsequious motives move me now from inch to inch I am left stout. Want to know what it is about? It is what my bad dreams mount. An assault upon me so far serious but it has left me all but delerious. An assault upon me so far furious it’s left those we love in…