They were arguing on the walkway in front of my house. I was in my home, but I felt like an intruder, So I closed my door so I couldn’t hear, I only watched through the front window. Still a voyeur I was ashamed of…

Hour 18 – 11:00 PM   Somethings about to happen I put so much in writing a classic Stick to my guns of what I know is magic Emphasis on bad behavior and over dramatic Scenic photos of the East Coast and Mid-West tragic Metaphors…

i have built a wall around me and i am living from within wrapped myself up tight in the busy recesses of my own mind set myself on auto pilot and i’m slowly checking out- waiting for the walls to crumble. tired of air seeping…

Hour 17 – 10:00 PM   It’s a centerfold for real A life among stars, stages, and spliffs Where we get confused who’s real and who’s a gift. Touchable in our presence, captivated by the moment We are unique in a sense cause we own…

I scream my name out to the canyon walls. At least, I believe it’s my name. It’s been 2 months 3 weeks and 5 days since anyone said it. But it’s not like I’m counting. It bounces from the rust-red rock and twists its way…

Stars painting masterpieces In the night sky. 10,000 angels watching now. You’re not alone. Night sky’s breathing. Inhale, Exhale. Life is breath And breath is life. Breathe it in, Awake, alive,      

In a world without shoes My toes are happiest submerged in coastal sand Tickled by sea foam.

I shall bide Beneath the earth And yes, I’m well aware of How that sounds Then he opened his eyes Well then…. What are we waiting for? So that the blunt monster Will give us all A crock of gold And three wishes His open…

You are dazzlingly beautiful these scintilla of your beauty could in tumescence light up the heavens each night ….and if you smiled, a thousand universe would be set aglow with an actinic light!!

I was born scar on my face I was made fun of for it Everybody would laugh Except for one boy He looked mad He made me feel less freakish I want to thank him He made me think people could be good