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.

Wednesday, January 3, 2018


So you brought me down a time or two
but it was I who nearly begged you to,
With my lack of wants and voided needs
I banished you to the hell of misdeeds

These lying eyes can now clearly see
how I should have yelled...
              how you should have screamed

They say they see your eyes, you know
well, I see your big heart, too
In this land of dreaming I'm make-believing
sinking quickly into the dark's black evening

I pray for the dawn's conceiving of life, ANEW
Will you pray for me? I am praying for you,
for surely we lie as one

Friday, December 15, 2017


Prey, tell me,
before I eat your words alive;
what it is that my demon
has to do to survive

in a world where yours feasts aplenty

Tuesday, December 12, 2017


the only validation you need to seek
is that of your highest self

How does that look?
A lot like your "god," I'll bet

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?