Tuesday, November 9, 2010


everything is out of order you don't understand well you couldn't understand because of the problem with the order it's misleading even if you don't know the truth take it for what it is and nothing more you can't go far with what's right in front of you you can't use the clues that were left because they weren't left as clues it's all too much to explain and well the problem with the order makes it useless to try just take my word for it and let the words fall where they may and make no sense of the whole or it will be lost on you forever just take it one piece at a time

trust me

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

the unlikely gift

Stay curious my child for gentle will come this way again
and sweeter will it have never been
But for the teardrops and the broken hearts
that were bitter comfort in the fright filled dark
You may have missed the power of a delicate kiss
or the flutter of a heartbeat awash in bliss
Through tears the moon shines more luminous still
and all the heartbreaks only strengthen your will
So stay curious my child gentle will come this way again
and richer you will have never been

Monday, September 27, 2010


I find myself again and again.
How is it that I keep getting lost?

Thursday, September 23, 2010


I was meant to wander
to drip lazy through the days
melt across the roadway
and seep into forever
one drop at a time

I was meant to linger
to slip quietly through the nights
drift above the rooftops
and evaporate into dawn
one atom at a time

I was meant to ponder
to sink madly into oblivion
drink in the galaxies
and swallow the universe
one star at a time

I was meant to wonder
to gaze longingly into devastation
embrace the ache
and absorb all of eternity
one breath at a time

Tuesday, September 21, 2010


I am wondering aloud to the empty house. It does not answer me back. I sense it resents the intrusion and punishes me with silence.
Oh well such is Tuesday.

Thursday, September 16, 2010


Because I am a coward because I frighten easily occasionally I lose my way

Friday, February 12, 2010


I've reached a point, a boiling point if you will, because this is my time to come undone or not, please not if I can help it, let me rise to the occasion help me rise above the degradation, I simply cannot fall or be sucked down into the mire that perpetuates the hate.

I've proven genius in the face of ignorance and power in the place of weakness and courage ah the courage but not without the fear, the fear that the something that one thing that keeps coming back to haunt me won't stop until I stand up until I rise up until I wise up until I just keep going.