- A DreamWe were hurling bombs and fireworks and pranks in the night in a town that never existed in the first place, and when we were certain we were to be… Read more: A Dream
- DestinyThought a sure shot when the message left the sling found its return a little mixed though I guess that’s alright, seems I missed the mark now I’m trying to… Read more: Destiny
- Cost & Effectit’s been awhile since the Cinema 3, collecting years and lines in the flesh beneath my eyes still don’t have a lot of commas but you can’t complain when you… Read more: Cost & Effect
- September 1stReady for the fire and that feeling, the scent and the ceiling so blue and starry-eyed, been showing restraint between the now and then and there’s a faint sense of… Read more: September 1st
- Midnightit was night and she was warm fill negative space in paired form we collapsed further than we ever had before stretching out yardsticks to measure the depths of dreams… Read more: Midnight
- Shots Fired at the O.K. Corralit’ll all roll down til they change their minds you had a good run but depends on the dime make the loyalists pay for what the converts expect brush up… Read more: Shots Fired at the O.K. Corral
- I just didn’t have it in meStill having nightmares about the slow unwind our conversations stuttered blew the future far behind I just didn’t have it in me there were these cycles of change spare but… Read more: I just didn’t have it in me
- That’s The Way It IsShut it all out build a wall to the sky put the ism in your isolate and close all your eyes see, the key is not so cut and dried… Read more: That’s The Way It Is
- The search for wordsspans across the seven seas some space and some time and sometimes it begins with “please”.
- barrel rollthe incessant questions with no space in between hard to care that I’m unseen but maybe you could give it a rest maybe you could just give it a rest,… Read more: barrel roll
- Keeping FocusTrading commodities like dirty coins all for the purpose that others join stretch out the days hope and praise the future’s potential and ornate possibility, where all these attempts to… Read more: Keeping Focus
- Thinking back to a time of rhymespaid in stacks of pennies and dimes just to walk up and down those aisles where the neuron’s flames flew to the tip pen meets paper meets calculation slip and… Read more: Thinking back to a time of rhymes
- It wasn’t the fire and it wasn’t the droughtit was the excuses protruding from your center all of which I could do without
- Two, Three, FourSynchronicity is killing me the synchronicity is filling me in the worst way, everything is relative until you hit the bottom line, bottom out at bottom dollar and the only… Read more: Two, Three, Four
- Mill On A TreadI’m in love with all these things I’m not smart enough to be not smart enough to see not smart enough to think, is the thought and thinking intelligence or… Read more: Mill On A Tread
- scratchingit itches it itches I can’t fix it with stitches though I scramble through my brain to find the spark that brings a flood, the needle and the thread have… Read more: scratching
- Antiquated syllables set loose the houndsone man’s nonsense is another’s understanding under standing room only lock and key, twist and turn it’s the thresholds without doorways you must be mindful of
- I don’t mean to hide or be hard to findI’ve been missing my crew with each new crestsailing a ghost ship on little restreminds me of their hauntsthe bar fights and the tauntsbonfires of myth and tales createdif time… Read more: I don’t mean to hide or be hard to find
- If the devil is in the detailswhy plan anything ahead?
- When the rain is wailingthere’s no telling the stories the walls will leak
- The diagnosis is mitosisand you will lean into one or the other before the dance is done
- form fittingthe mold was made for you though not obvious at first misinterpretation stalled investigation by now we know what we should have always known you fit the type and your… Read more: form fitting
- Words are merely materials to tradeand I’ve got bills to pay.
- EngageI’ll be a pro at posing questions soon beneath the sun or else the moon and once we find we are in tune the radio will never die, filled with… Read more: Engage
- LeapI was driving by with a dampened eye and seeing the windows up above I started to remember, I remember that building and the way it smelled, the way it… Read more: Leap
- Play PenI’ve misplaced my voice, my vocal chords are silent lacking speak and the floorboards here creak under the willowing weight of a ghost, phrases are a feat and my tongue… Read more: Play Pen