Sleep Deprived

Sleep deprived, I can’t decide,

Continue? can’t open my eyes.

Foggy, soggy, liquid matter.

No time for idle chatter.

Beauty rest, I cannot get,

falling fast, like off the fence,

when I hit the final fall,

its gonna make a splatter.




Taking form of chaos,

the outcome is peace,

seems like a wrench thrown in reality.

Taking form of chaos,

water into wine,

weddings always blow the mind.

Taking form of chaos,

walking on water,

crowded boats are a bother.

Taking form of chaos,

Red sea split in two,

right on time they after you.

Taking form of chaos,

guy’s been dead for days,

not even at work I get a raise.

Taking form of chaos,

death, hell and the grave,

the only perfect one came just to save.


Bad Habit

Tearing bits and pieces,

shredding thin slivers of flesh.

Nervous tension,

stop holding my breathe.


No feeling only numbness,

swollen skin exposed beneath,

not to mention,

keep grinding my teeth.


Mouth starts bleeding,

salty sting, surrounding smile,

guessin’ healings,

gonna take awhile.



Discomfort, uncomforted pain.

Dislodged, shoulders, insane.

Necessary, supply, demand.

Convenience, not in hand.


ABC, Poetry

Awesomely amazing.

Breathtakingly beautiful.

Cataclysmic collision.

Devastatingly daunting.

Energetically enigmatic.

Fantastically funny.

Gloriously gifted.

Hauntingly hypnotic.

Interestingly inventive.

Joyously jolting.

Keenly kindred.

Lovingly lavish.

Maximum magnificence.

Notorious notoriety.

Ostentatious oneness.

Pensively peculiar.

Quizzically quaint.

Radically robust.

Satisfyingly sensational.

Tantalizingly tasty.

Understandably unique.

Vivaciously victorious.

Wonderfully welcome.

Xenodochial xenial.

Youthful yearning.

Zenith Zen.




Seemingly Perfect,

larger than life,

accented by charm,

neck without the knife,

The Take

is not handsome, Bob.

The Queen must play the Virgin,

so the Lawless don’t go Sweeny Todd.

From your Inception,

the Brothers Banded.

We’d All Be Kings,

if the Legend could stand it.

The Knight is not Dark yet,

so Rise to the fame,

them shoulda’s, Rock-n-Rolla,

in that airplane Bane.

And though The London Roads your Drop,

I’m reppin’ for the US, Locke.

Aware your Heights are Riley,

my Wuthering the same,

my Warrior’s beside me.

We share the same name.

Let’s not get it twisted,

Inheritance, Thick as Thieves,

flowetry flood misted,

Reckoning The flow increase.

So, Batter Up,

the Cakes Layered,

Scenes of Nature, to far a trip

don’t really like to Sucker Punch,

Sexual flood, I’d rather skip.

Wrong choice, This Means War,

where you at? Peaky Blinders,

no Kleenex, when Louise’ 44

still your Child,  no reminders.

Tip of the iceberg,

talent untold,

gonna Fury Road till your old.

September 15 the day we party,

It’s hard to be Tom,

when your Hardy.


Oliver, Oliver.

Why are you so annoying?

Oliver, Oliver.

Why are you still growing?

Oliver, Oliver.

Should you have so much hair?

Oliver, Oliver.

When I eat why do you stare?

Oliver, Oliver.

Is hot dog your favorite dish?

Oliver, Oliver.

Does rolled up newspaper make you twitch?

Oliver, Oliver.

The realest “cat” I’ve ever known.

Oliver, Oliver.

True to design, if truth be told.

Oliver, Oliver.

To you I tribute, do you care?


Would you get off my stinkin’ chair.


I’m an addict,

cravings cursed,

nomadically chasing after verse.

Static makes the cravings worse.

Attic search,

unproduced cobwebs,

padlocked beachhead,

permission to approach the bench,

jail time instead.

Search party, collaborate,

running without hesitate,

go for broke,

before the gape,

No addict wants to wait.

I’m an addict.

Parmesan Chicken

Pecking corn,

bright sunny day,

unaware, organic,

go this way.


chicken noodle,

hen my friend, never again.


Farmer’s market,

cold as ice,

unbeatable freshness,

breasted slice.

Kinda vicious,

yum, delicious.

down the trach(ea), for Peta’s sake.