Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Saturday, October 7, 2017


Your hatred; whose lenses
lend to cowardice and fear

Disallow you to see the
beauty of you through me


Uses your forces for good, not evil. PLEASE!

Friday, September 29, 2017

Not for the feigned of heart

So you are "for" your choice,
but I have to ask why
you preserve life,
but then send men who kill children, to die
to line the pockets of the rich
who you pretend to be with,
always hoping they are with you

if you are with 'g~D'
then I'm pretty sure they are not
with you, as Jesus would never do
what they do to you,

Stop throwing your money at them
they don't care about you
and yet they hope you believe
that you are one of, and just like: them

You are not, excepting your ignorance: your sin

Friday, August 4, 2017


Don't BE bitter
BE the love you always
knew you needed

instead of kicking me again

Then not only will you be the love,
but you will have the love...

the one you always needed

Monday, July 17, 2017

7.17.17 (Lucky sevens)

Every reality is a glimpse of
any spectrum...
colored or collared and chained
by mankind
because of what
we are

what if we were just beautiful, like unrestrained colors?

Monday, July 3, 2017

Stop screamin' at me

If you had seen me crying
If you had felt the way I felt

If you had been the measure
of all the pain, my heart would melt

When you stand here, with me
Feeling the blood drip down my skin

Can you feel the pain that I feel?
Can you hold me, deep within?

Friday, April 21, 2017

You, tonight

Your touch alone could not heal me
if it were not for your tender moves

Oh you slayed the beast inside me
while you held my softness on your strong wings

that's why I sing about youuuu tonight
lovers tangle in the strangest lights
See me, as if I were you
you heard me in the dawn's light and now
that's why I sing about you, tonight

it is so god to be seen


Saturday, April 15, 2017


You can't chug it down...

another bite of that filth

so you waste away,

becoming something new and shiny.

Is that just fear, whittling you away,


is this slow-motion suicide?