do the dead dream of
birds dancing and
do they remember
who they were
or is it a new beginning?
along many foul
cracked and broken
a dwarfish creature,
When we first meet she didn’t know what to think of me,
I had a rope in my hands and told her it would set her free.
She told everybody that I said to hang herself from a tree,
But I never said it…
My feet are swollen from walking barefooted on many a gravels road,
It gets darker by the minute as my legs wobble to carry such a heavy load.
I travel with a lost cause on my shoulders as the clouds b…
feelings came back
with a vengence… when
over and over again
such terrible pain
As I close my eyes at night my emotions begin to move me from the inside,
A beautiful face appears and I smile upon the darkness as we go for a ride.
I no longer find myself in sadness because your ey…
From Capstone Press… the Atlantis book I illustrated last summer!
The landscape of my
Of any life.
There is nothing there
A newling shoot
That might form.
it sat there alone in its perspiring
Keep safe in the city …
will there ever come a day
to hold you in my arms again
I can only hope and pray
if I were king…
In a peaceful place of rest I took the liberty to ride the horse of wind,
My face felt the air of knowledge as someone announced it to my next of kin.
It was a majestic view from the clouds above while…
While walking in my private nature place I have begun to disintegrate,
I’ve come here with a broken heart and I stayed to fully myself investigate.
Feelings of neglect have surrounded my soul as …
Tom brought scotch
a whiff of late afternoon scandal
still clinging cherry red
to his proud collar
ready for attention.
I’m coming apart at the seams
Pitching myself for leads in other people’s dreams
Now buzz, buzz, buzz
Doc, there’s a hole where something was
Doc, there’s a hole where something w…
Some nights I just turn off my phone
Anyone who is looking for me…
Well, no one is looking for me
But if you were,
I’d be uptown
South Elm Street
At the Extra Bar
Having a drink all by myself
a conversation at a rave, a forgotten night or a lost day, only continual. Held at life’s edge like I am supposed to but not how I intended. Tantalus at a buffet, Prometheus at a bonfire.
Overfilled with our razored lives.
I will forgive you.
I will heal you.