Taken By the Waves

Those eyes were empty like the gas tank of a deserted classic car on the side of an unfimmiliar back road.

The paint had been faded over the years by the harsh weather and rust had taken its toll.

In the darkness he could still see the wind in her hair, red like cherry waves as he saw his reflection in those large frame sun glasses that hid her eyes.

For a moment he could feel her warm soft skin in his shaking hands and smell the salty sweat of her pours on his finger tips. She was once.

Standing alone now on the beach with his hands in his pockets he looks out over the crashing breaks. They fought with vigorous strength like the titans of epic legend as they reached out to the beach.

The wind was strong when he stepped down into the ocean to join her. The water pulled him away and he saw the sunlight dancing across the surface as he sank.

Before We Were

Before we had mouths to
Profess our human ignorance
We floated on forever
In a vast ocean
I demand De-Evolution
Shed away my arms and legs
Lose my mind, my heart, my spirit
Separate myself from you all
And when the waves
Join the shoreline
I know I will be home
Away
No more than primordial

I can

When I’m alone I can laugh at myself
I can dance around in my underwear
I can cry about those I’ve lost
I can scream out and punch my pillows
I can break my hand and burn my flesh
When I’m alone I can suffer
I can watch them from my window
I can whistle that nervous melody
I can choke on my words without you
I can when I’m alone

Without

I’ve been to
The rotten streets
Dust kicked up under bare feet
Hardly any food to eat
Don’t drink the water they say
It lay still and stagnate
No place to charge my phone
But I don’t have service anyways
No free wifi at the coffee shop
Actually nobody even has coffee
I don’t want to miss the big game
But the elders sold the towns TV
For three bags of rice and two chickens
One of those birds stopped laying eggs
Not such a fare trade
I long for the comforts of everything
That I take for granted

The Plague

There was a time long ago
When serpents slept with birds
When the shores had not been carved
The mountains were lonely
And without shape
There was a time long ago
When trees grew tall and undisterbed
When the mighty forest were vast
The oceans reached out so far and wide
And without darkness
My mother was the earth
And I struck her down
If you listen you can still
Hear her crying out when the winds blow
And she will for the rest of eternity
Until all of her meat is taken
And all that is left
Are baron desert bones
Left to rot in the hot sun

Comfort In Sleep

Her golden curls sprawl
Across pillows of goose feather
The blankets slowly rise with
Every bit of tainted air that
She pulls into her lungs
It’s cold now in the summer
That cost a bit
But comport is truly worth it
Ask her how well she slept
Or how well she dreamed
Those eyes of hers spiraling
Out of control
Underneath her eyelids
Giving way to
Subconscious cinematic masterpieces
Her lips move but she doesn’t speak
Not one word
Kicking lightly as she falls

Opinions of Power

I don’t care who we vote into power
In the end we all just suffer anyways
So what
Give anyone enough power and
They will fuck it up
It’s human nature to be a
Total piece of shit
Who do you know that’s right for the job?
Exactly
Even if there were some diamond in the rough
They would eventually collapse under the weight
Of the world
Bone would crackle and break
Muscles would separate from tendons.
Give someone enough power and eventually
All you’re left with is a big pile of shit.

If only I could sleep

I can’t sleep
There’s to much to think about
There’s a war in the Middle East
Rent is due and I’m an artist
I want to see the new Wes Anderson
My cat is staring at me
I should play out more
My grandma just had surgery
Where is my dad
Who is my mom
My sister loves heroin
Like the rest of the world
Nobody appreciates art anymore
I hate my job but I love the pay
It’s kind of cold in here
This won’t last much longer
I swear it can’t
Seriously I have to sleep

Old Vinyl

Younger kids always make out in the dark.
They listen to the hottest digital downloads.
I’ll take it any way I can get it.
Two lips falling away from your warm forehead.
Two feet already standing in a grave.
Life is not perfect as I recall.
I’m an old scratchy record popping and crackling.
But at least I’m warm and sincere.
I’m something you can hold and love forever.

Street Lights

Sunday morning and your breath reeks of alcohol and cigarets.
You sleep in while I watch the sunrise alone.
Understandably so because last night you went as hard as you could go.
My friends all agree with me
that I just need to let you sleep.
Better than you trying to brave the streets.
You want to be young and live life.
You make points like a nail because your as sharp as a knife.
So put your new dress on and do your makeup.
Tell me you love me now because tonight you won’t remember.
I hope I don’t live forever.
It all melds together into the street lights.