Thursday, May 5 2022 

I looked at my own photograph

& the girl I saw looked terrified

of herself

Racing thoughts. Sunday, Jun 18 2017 

It’s been a long road to get here

With a clear gole to plan

But my mind wanders 

So many things to do in the city at night

Yet my thoughts are of a graveyard

where no one I know is buried

short relief of mental miasma . Saturday, Feb 15 2014 

if i could quiet my thoughts, i write you a song.

if i could make my hands cease their shaking, id write you a book.

id fill it with stories of adventure and love,

of heartbreak and conquest.

if i could quiet my thoughts,

and still my hand.

if i wasn’t broke and broken, id take you out on the town.

if could chase away my demons, id smile and it would be one just for you.

id take you to a table with with candles and ambience

id share my pasta in a way only lovers do

if i wasn’t broken

id do it just for you.

-end

lost lament to mushroom man what a day Saturday, Jul 21 2012 

My nest is bent but my wings are broken. The suns my only constant and my fethers have started smokin. Rise from the flames to live again, but there a hungry cat crouching around the bend.