Friday, August 8, 2014

What have you done?

Grip me with enticing
Lice metastasizing
Grinding every word
A tooth with every verb

Because action isn’t fastest
Morally elastic
Accepted what you want
Because the truth will leave you blasted

Capping you liquor
Tapping out you’re sicker
With yourself and how you’ve acted
Vomiting all the classes
You took when you were sober
Universal controller
Of the everyday
While everyone's pulled over

Escaping every way
To go, the roads are blocked
By policemen with flashlights
Regular city cops

Making God a light to the poor and drowning victims
Stuck deep inside a growing twisting
Bowels of ever missing
Bodies in the sewers
And death and Bueller
The only day you ever take off you’ll die

Thursday, August 7, 2014

to love too late

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Friday, July 25, 2014

Beetles on the floor

Wandering as I have
With my little black shell
Through tiles instead of blocks
Streetlights and clocks

Their journey seems similar to mine
Lost but not lost
Perusing to find
Motiveless divine

Due to the lack of understanding
My path may seem pathless
Perception is controlling
Knowledge will set you free

Over the false slate tile they roam
On the floors of fast food restaurants 
They have no propagation so it seems
Existence is all that holds their seams

What do you know? 
You cannot read their mind
You know not if they have one
We look at them as God looks at us

They're sentient and aware
They must have some goal worth living for
God must think we're all 
Just as beetles on the floor

Monday, April 14, 2014

El sol

I wrote a poem in Spanish,

Cuando me levanto por la mañana,
Voy afuera y como una manzana,
Me gusta ver la oscuridad deja,
cuando el sol llega,
Todo se ablanda por el calor,
y el mundo se baña en color,
Mi disposición cambia tan violentamente,
Debido al mundo girando rápidamente,
Alrededor de esa estrella que calienta mi piel,
Es encantador, y dulce, y siempre tan fiel,
Y cada noche se establece otra vez,
Y otra vez debo esperar por su brillantez

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Needs a title thats not so obvious

Haven't written in quite a while, it was nice to have something to write about...
Comment on title ideas please.


Every moment missed
I'm anxious for the kiss
Hold your hand in mine
Kill for truth's design

Gasps of air that leave your lungs
Hope to fill mine up with love
Praying to God I feel your presence
So sweet and soft, yet rough and dangerous

Intellect pressing for answers
Letting light on darkness like dancers
Don't get too lost in the forest we're in
Remember, please keep holding my hand

I'd hate to see a life-giving sun lost
At the end of life you'd know the cost
At the end of the day let my eyes be the ones into which you look
I'll always prove to you love, life and happiness is more important than any crook

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Nuanced Ignorance Self-Destructs


Through your eyelashes lie
The eyes that everyday lie
Your inward face contorts
With the evil from your courts

The clear misunderstanding
Has plummeted you to daring
Cons and plans to capture
My flesh in flames, a rapture

To see what you've done you never do
It's like you're diseased with a wintertime flu
It fevers your mind to the point of delusions
You can't understand the depth of intrusion

Break and bend my bones and marrow
Twist and turn my past and morrow
See the sun rise nonetheless
Call your prophets, my worst is your best

Monday, January 20, 2014

Existential Agony

Swirling visions in my mind,
Do much to pass the time,
Listless ennui, green's decline, 

Forever, the world falls apart...

And under its weight we fall asleep, 
The consequence of ill-won peace, 
Western medicine, the world's relief,

Our world's passion has scarred over... 

Stories are told, marvels unfold,
Claiming truth in visions of old, 
Ever-warming earth growing so cold,

Lying love, loved too dearly...

Life will never change, everything's the same,
Always trying and losing the game, 
Looking for fame, dying in shame, 

There is nothing new under the sun...






Sunday, January 19, 2014

To A T

I spent my time off the law for you
This might have been a night for two
You and I both partake 
Being separate my heart aches

Not necessarily from one alone
But any one would provide shalom
Our eyes may lock after common ground
But reach your soul with mine I shall

No word is left unsaid while two know what it is
No lovely mood or glance is passed up like a show with Twiz
Your head finds my shoulder
Oh how I've wanted to hold her

Your eyes are right there beneath my cheek
You look to me and I repeat 
The angle of my jawline adjusts 
You seem to accept the current lusts

You lips meet mine as I had hoped 
I can't understand how before I had coped
People pass out and take up space
Before we leave you mention your place

No more touch that might have alarmed you
Instead we connect on levels we harbored
Smoking weed and lost irises
Expressed feelings and lost dreams 

You mention how this may be for one night
I ignore cause quite simply it'd cause a fright
What intimacy I've felt with you I hadn't felt in a spell
To think of losing you would bring gnashing and tears as well

I sleep in a bed made for two
I fall asleep touching and feeling you
I wake with expectations 
Fuck it welcome the annihilations 

You drive me home as the last waves leave
The sound wave of an accidental struck as a reprieve
This moment will not change the key
The symphony plays on in the key of c

The simple key brings a void to life
A minor key could always provide more
To mix feeling, being and knowing without strife
That would be what I hope next knocks on my door. 

Thursday, January 9, 2014

Beauty from 2014

I wrote this as an expression of what I thought beauty looked like to me. I wrote it without meter and rhyme as love is unpredictable in shape and form.

Your every ray is gift from the sky to my face
To know your name is akin to speaking an original tongue
Your hair flows with motion that is only rivaled by the pacific
Your iris bursts with colors that are only captured by God
With colors that were fed from the heavens themselves
Into meadows that were created for the sole purpose of expressing them
Your pupils have the depth of the stars and beyond
Your brows mimic your smile that snatches my every synapse
Your lips entice me with a fruit by which man fell
Your hands do the things that only one called by God could acheive
Your mind is a precious work of art continually growing
Your dance is more graceful than my finest dreams can pressume
Confidence and strength are inherent in the gate of your walk
The softness of your hands draws from the roughness of my own
You eyes still capture me everytime I see them
They seek to know my soul and I let them
I allow your proding around every secret I've ever kept
You are not sinister you want to love everything about me
You want to find things to forgive and forget
Your heart is compassionate and understanding
You feel things that I have only dreamt of feel
You love in ways that I envy and adopt as my own goals
Your need for my love raptures my mind and racks my brain
Looking for a reason why you should I fall into disrepair
And then you dare to cover your face with make up
You try to behave and react in an appropriate way
You try to quell and calm the sea within you
The sea that violently churns and cascades in your mind
Your lust for knowledge and learning how to love intoxicates me
Not everyone sees you as I do but I do
Don't ever think you're not good enough
You were made perfect by a perfect God
You are the next step closer to Jesus that humanity takes
You are beautiful

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Liquid Existance

Fluid memories come gushing back,

And I drown in the deluge, drifting off track,

We're aqueous containers claiming to be great,

Discrepancies of the soul, caused by bitterness and hate,

There's not enough air in this cigarette smoke,

I'm fading to black, as I suffocate my hope,

It seems so strange that we all float on,

In unknown seas, to those around us we fawn,

Because there's strength in number, alone we'll drown,

Without a love, without a sound,