Monday, March 16, 2009

Him again

Frailty encompasses in a thick shroud
Bound to immorality, a scapegoat
Your life, your thought
Immeasurable to a point
"I hate it when you forget..."

And there are choices that we made
Holding us prisoners in little black boxes
And if we could step out for a moment
I bet I could hear your mind again.

And our words remain etched
In deep recesses
Ready to burst out
At a moment's notice
Destroying everything in it's wake
"I hate it when I remember..."

Finish me off
Before I submit
Choked for air
Occupied, owned, resurrected
From thin air
I stand

Monday, March 9, 2009

Sunset ports with chasing boats
Right wing lords out for a quick vote
First raindrops to a summer old
A rat's world, there's a straight road.

"When the world's sleeping
I dream of you."

Sunday, March 1, 2009


Kites and ties, love and dime
Race and games, cry and shame
Whores and stores, men and gore
Trade and made, hid and said.

I want you in the weirdest of times...