Loud and southern and tattooed Is the ladies I’m surrounded by They are possessive and matronly Some had kids when they were kids Some will have kids soon Some piss in the yard Expect to spent money On a fuckin’ boat Menthol and vodka sweat…

In journeys, I know.. I can run away, I can leave all and go. Run, until there is no more running.. Only some searching and a lot of finding. Running to… Towards a home.. When in the greens of the meadows And the light of…

High above the city With my face pressed against the glass I watched the lights dance with the people, looking like rhythmical black specs jockeying for position on the gray pavement blew

Money is my friend, Money flows to me with no end. My life it is ready to mend; Come into reality my pretend. Money flows to me with no end! I am deserving, committing no sin. With visualization, reality from pretend; My birthright of riches, Universe…

I’m busy he said–it’s been a long day glancing back at his phone to an article he’d started before shift he wasn’t even reading but it felt better to look at the blue screen I don’t give a fuck I’m busy too she said glancing…

As the night falls, I will gaze in your eyes And see the stars’ light reflected. Up close, I will hear your heart beating And feel your presence Illuminating the essence Of your bottled hopes and dreams, Like a moonlight projection Floating in a sea,…

You don’t have to write to write a poem– sometimes you can be a writer; sometimes, you just need to be.

i want to taste the air that you have been breathing while we were meshed, tangled, and sweaty my fondest memory on that blue and white checkered couch when I felt all of you slide into all of me and those hours slipped away nothing…

There’s an elephant in the room It stands on my lips Wraps its thick gray trunk Around my throat Constricting breath Restricting honesty Prodding me to go on With charades and games What this circus needs Is a ringmaster without a whip One with purring…

I tried to bring the sweet stuff to the party but the bees got to it first they wanted their honey back