I noticed you the Spring following At first, I believed myself foolish to think you’d go to the trouble You were always so quick to go unnoticed If at all possible The Quiet Man, mom would call you Just like the movie You’d land on…

Exhaustion lingers in my soul. My bones are leaden, my muscles jello My body aches, my minds a troll I’m not even feeling mellow. My eyes they sting, each breath burns I feel my brain begin to quiver I give out, get no returns My…

Deja Vu I’m sorry what’s your name? Whos wedding is this again? Meet me in the alley. Wanna make out?

Delicate wings stilled by the sugary electricity of honeyed nectar. Amidst the haunted greyscale of enveloping shadows and imprisoning infrastructure, Nature sets silent beauty to experience the world in splendid simplicity, with citrus colors like a flame of an awakened life the butterfly drinks– an…

Silky jazz or a jangle banjo’s licks. Kick off your shoes, roll down your stocking tops. Weave through the smoke with whiskey on your lips. Come to me, here, deep in my dream, let’s dance. I often think I know all of your tricks, how…

Blinders on so we don’t see the harm that’s done, the travesty of children caged in a foreign land so afraid and alone though their cages are crammed with others who sought a better life and wound up here no hope in sight. But it’s…

I saw a little man With a hunched up Back Gobbling leftovers in a shack I saw a tiny girl Sitting under a tree Holding her injured knee I saw a famished boy Sneaking in an old shop Snatching from the table top I saw…

That’s that shit right there, that gets me in the mood. Baby if you smart, you’ll follow me to our room. That’s that shit right there, that pisses me the fuck off. I may have “lost” my religion but I didn’t loose me. Our God’s…

The Sun’s heat freezes me But in the cold I can melt.   Empty eyes, dry hair, Gaunt face, and hollow stomach, This is the way I’m supposed to be.   I’ll reach my goal one day One day I’ll bee 100 pounds, then 80…

White and grey vapor, the clouds discuss plans as they drift in the sky and to some eyes paint pictures. The shadows are ink smears of wisdom and rambling writ across ground flowers gravel and paper. Letters with no words and questions with no answer,…