If all else fails
Wear a stupid grin
Smile so big
You let the sunshine in

Darkness only when
I close my eyes
Drowning in
A hawaian sunrise

Its a big suprise
When you realize
You are
All that surounds you

Hold inside
Your soul to hide
And we can be
Forever

Shadows of the street form friction
In two bit hollow hotel rooms
While the vacancy light
Flickers

On the street a homeless person
Shivers into a bottle
once a child and inocent
Now judged and guilty

In the cracks in the pavement
Grass is growing
Around the fire hydrant

Even the tree’s are in cages

The sidewalk launces you
Into new realitys
One face a second
Traveling at the speed
Of fiction

Cars whip in and out
Going in unknown directions
With an idea or desire
As the navigator

I sit on my stoop
And a crow enjoys a meal
From a trash can
Till a cat scares him away

I think of beaches, gardens and mountains
As concrete, rubbish and sky scrappers.

This is life at 175 decibels
my ear drums quake
as I wobble
around ex-patriots
of every sub culture
addicted to the bass
a thirst for that taste
of truth
fornicating our own fiction
post apocalyptic beauty
in a tiny death
draw a deep breath
life is excess
and explosive
been up against
the ropes so long
I start to own it
and the dark souls
swirl in an orgy
of chaos
individual
to the optics
your mind
is the last thing
you find
whats lasting
is the chemical bonds
between rough ripples
we dance hard
with hardly a purpose
and on the surface
all things seem clear
we hide our fear
with shields of smiles
melt with me
reform in the morning
their is no warning
or way
all their is , is today
make monuments
out of the sand
and leave the rest
to burn

Sad songs
Soft whispers
In search
Of a papable heart
Spring sprung
Out of a sputtering
Winter
Leaving me stuttering
Filling in the blank space
With words
Burning memories for warmth
Planting flowers
Inside my corpse
Growing violently
Upwards towards
The sun
Comming up short
Leaving
Air and opertunity
Fecundating
Spilling seeds
Cyclical
And its a picnic
Not money , cars and cavier
Desires are matchsticks
The light anywhere kind
I flick one
Off the heal of my boot
It doesn’t react
So I strike
her peach face
We know fruit spoils
So we engulf and enjoy
Life has always been
The minority of death
So slip slow
And suck suppely
On the marrow
If not today
It will come tomarrow

I have grown from the basements
blossoming flowers
in window shutter boxes
the sun has come in
slowly
and I sit for days
contemplating my own skull
and the useless
interior
that makes up the space
between my body
all of it
I will never understand
waiting for the ships to come in
I turn a rejection letter in my hand
this does not grant me passage
but I don’t wish to board
I am bored
and you are boring
only thin spokes
of poetry
keep the wheel turning
as we build our existence
off our indifference
we make our insignificant sounds
but we are to proud
to bend or brake
stay safe
never contemplate
your own death
why live as fire
when your eternity
is dirt
we strive
to give our lives some worth
but it’s to much work
love is pain
and always hurts
we are losing
but the losers win
thats why I have this grin
and your wondering
why I am laughing

Here I am on the back porch
Dreaming again, always dreaming
Its a lucid ocean with just
enough bubbles to breath
Playing all fifty two cards
I thought it was hearts
And they all call rummy
Its warmer indoors these days
So I sleep because I am dreaming again
And I always remember just enough
to forget
The sky is forever blue
And we wonder
What to make of this existence
On the verge of cosmic concoisness
I reach out into the darkness
searching for strange sighns of life
Know it will all one day
Make sense in the morning
We have been here
A thousend times before
I’m at the door between my past
and my future flying in fast
I step out to the beyond
Going from peon
To self proclaimed king
But its just the motion
Of the waves again
Pushing me in any direction
With the highist of highs
And the lowest of lows
With no road map
Of where to go
The mellow drama
Plays like violins
and chellos
I bellow soft into the stars
and take my throne at
Dive bars

Caught between time and transit
She tries to muse the ghost
Out of sage like banter
We both belived love was a cancer
Cookie cut
Like plot lines in smut
We are gluttens for punishment
Being ever so full
On humble pie
Now wiping the dirt from my eye
She tells me to take what’s mine
And its trials and tribulations
With no congradulations
Or even a heaven for saving
And I wouldn’t say it rains all day
But sometimes the clouds do come in
And you have to wade through them
Like tiddle waves and pave the way
Into the grey oblivion
A slow retirment
In a fast car
From the chaos
To fishing peacfull streams
Piercing fish faces
And it all seems for nothing
But sometimes a smile
Makes up for the
Clouds and muddy banks
And you say thanks to something
Even if its nothing
Knowing the rain will one day
Go away
Disapaiting and reinflating the clouds
And now its comming down
And I have heard that the big white lie
In the sky likes to drink
When he does he pours
Lighting crashes down
And he is setteling scores
That’s where we differ
I require something stiffer
The soft glimmer
And sincere shimmer
Of eyes
Behind a brilliant
Smile.

Lunch time in garland
Judy and her red shoes are gone
Now angels want to wear them
Till the souls are flat
And the heel has worn down
The tin man would frown
If he didn’t pawn his heart
The lion still wasn’t brave enough
To save any of us
If I had a brain
Instead of a match in my hand
I could make you understand
Before the inferno
Makes me glow
In the brilliant light
You see me
Forever ablaze

The crows want me to write a poem
So I abide
When the moutains colide the land
We will be at the bottom of the quick sand
Our sentiments are now sediments
And we return home
Its where the heart is
Hidden behind the tight grasps of rib cages
Hidden between the verse of my odd thoughts
All the forget-me-knots grew taught
Till there grip was a crucifex
Its all fluid congruence
And I will never be through with it
Life is for taking what you deserve
Speaking loud so you can be heard
You are the bird singing in the tree for me
So be and let be

And the whole world passes you by.
In the blink of an eye
The pulsaiting veins
Drone to a painfull rythm
We ask to be forgiven
From the stars
And dive bars
Sad creatures
Paste smiles
Above push up bra’s
Fake tits
And vagabond scars
And she swears I’m diffrent
From the mix of our perfume
So I lift her, pull her from the rubble
All this trouble for a glimce
Of existence
Till we are both transfixed
On our love sickness
Captian Ahab needs rehab
Or his bow might break
Lost at sea
We seek any port
When we see the storm aproaching
Till we retreat as fast
As we enchroached
Pouching souls
For surival
Each head we step on
To our valhala
We eventually fall down on
To our hell
So I sit in the middle
And watch the seasons change
As all the mental people
Play their deranged games