New Year’s Noir

He parked down the street, facing away from the house. He sat there all night, parked against the curb. He flicked the lid of the Zippo back and forth the entire time. He gave up smoking years ago, but he didn’t give up carrying the lighter. He never stopped playing with that lighter. In yearsContinue reading “New Year’s Noir”

Seeking Out Freedoms

Seeking out the freedoms But where is the wisdom our follies have made Washed away with the retreating tides Now we bask out in the cover of foliage’s shade I’m sure nature leads us to the answer The tempted isolation of introverts The paused legacy of our discontent Posterity gently tugging at her miniskirt TiltedContinue reading “Seeking Out Freedoms”

Our Nakedness Is Best

Our nakedness is best Embracing the natural glory of bridal lust Silken sheets draped over vulnerable flesh Nothing more generous than her copious bust Searching for each other in the dark Feeling the nerves of the unnamed Blamed for objectification of beauty Obscured by passion of the untamed Invoking the obstacle to love Falling voicelessContinue reading “Our Nakedness Is Best”

Ill Reputed Minstrel & Her Fancy Dolls

Ill reputed minstrel & her fancy dolls Forever punished for my dated sin A hushed wish for something more Images of the whiteness of porcelain Do not lead me through vacant doors No need to become another mistake Removed from that dreadful life Sparing additional pain for her own sake Dancing lightly in the darknessContinue reading “Ill Reputed Minstrel & Her Fancy Dolls”

Faith In A Baby Child

I put my faith in a baby child & He will lead me I will follow in His path Being shown what I need to see I give Him my whole life I will seek His truth In my soul He does dwell Guiding me through days of youth His love will lift me upContinue reading “Faith In A Baby Child”

Evading Their Ongoing Tragedies

Evading their ongoing tragediesForty summers spent down in the dirtWithstanding the weight of apocalypseEmerging; though slightly less overtBlast furnace of the afternoon sunDali walking barefoot on Tampa’s shoresPale riders within unabsorbed lightEmbracing purity through perception’s doorsThe paint of our secret love notesBut can only be read through the keyholeShying away from all public renditionsHer passionateContinue reading “Evading Their Ongoing Tragedies”

Sheets & Reams Of The Nonsensical

Sheets & reams of the nonsensicalLiterary blood lost in the shadow of inkThe lifeforce of a simmering soulMarginal hearts writing love against the kitchen sinkLeaving behind the caricature of an artistContributions to society felt in these empty sheetsFingersmudges marking pages not so whiteStarkly exposed with revolutionary words in the streetsTraces of hereditary ideals eroding awayIgnitingContinue reading “Sheets & Reams Of The Nonsensical”

Saddle Up To The Counter

Saddle up to the counter Anxiety requiring a shot or two Feeling warmth of liquid bliss Slowly beginning to feel like you Tension of these recent events But knowing he’s always on your side Methodically flirting for good measure You’re aglow; his fair-haired bride Hand in hand to go dance in the rain Never lettingContinue reading “Saddle Up To The Counter”

Junky Little Notes

Junky little notesThrowaway lines on the postmodern stageCultural fragmentation in empty streetsTruth whittled away on an evaporating pageThe disillusionment of an appropriated lifeWhile the world’s on fire; downright ablazeThe American Dream sold off to the lowest bidderFeeling dissociative in these recent raucous daysOur dishonest & unaccountable governmentAre trying to sell you their uninspired visionTrying toContinue reading “Junky Little Notes”

Civil Disobedience

Civil disobedienceMarching against their sullen grainPublic executions of our citizensThe ones whom systematically resemble our pain Exhibitions of our worst character traitsThe trembling hands with transcribed bloodOutside of the panoramic eyeYet all the same, caught in the seismic flood A taciturn refusal to simply existCheck your feed for what revolutionaries sayBold proclamations & campaign slogansButContinue reading “Civil Disobedience”

Trying To Overcome An Existential Crisis

Trying to overcome an existential crisisHarking back to those foundational yearsEmerging out of my own wounded shadowStriving headlong into those ancient fearsTransitionally limping along these daysBut my injuries aren’t those to be seenNor the stretch marks upon my soulYearning for the notion of becoming cleanThroughout it all, forever fond of the BlondeWoman, hold me closeContinue reading “Trying To Overcome An Existential Crisis”

The Twinkling Of Stars At Night

The twinkling of stars at nightDispatched souls with nothing to loseOur lost matchbook fantasiesDwindling into aging suburban bluesNot fond of Covid nor the Spanish FluI’d rather have some Spanish FlyMix it in my cup, “yo baby, what’s up?”I’m still that awkward ass, abnormative guyFading time to time into darknessBut I try to emerge into theContinue reading “The Twinkling Of Stars At Night”

The Weird Specifics Of A Dream

The weird specifics of a dreamThe foundering theories of the sunrisePossibilities for an endless dawnDispelled traits when we finally open our eyesThese are our prosperous timesWhen we find the inspiration to achieveMinutes into hours of falling sandBut once we wake, can you still believe

Unplugging From The Mainframe

Unplugging from the mainframeRemaining forever off the gridDon’t need their connectionsDon’t know if we ever truly did The final tragic hero of a modern cultureThe soul survivor of a discarded revolutionHistories & experience outside the normDreams of freedom with divine attribution Dealing with the conceits of perfectionThe concepts of loneliness & betrayalThis world isn’t whatContinue reading “Unplugging From The Mainframe”

I’m Not A Perfect Dream


I’m not a perfect dreamBut I’m not a perfect messI’m somewhere in betweenBut I’m probably a little lessI’m out here trying my bestUsually in darkness before the dayI find at times I just need a hug& for her to tell me I’ll be okay

Finding The Sunshine

Finding the sunshineFeeling the glorious heatRemembering the timeOur lonely lips did meetSaving me from despairA slow march to the seaLoosening of our tonguesAnother chance to be freeGetting our bodies outsideA good stretch in open airI love your everything, butYou’re best when you’re bare

Lost In A Deteriorating Moment

Lost in a deteriorating momentWhat more can we do to be freeClose our eyes to the darknessTiptoeing quietly, down to the seaSearching franticly for the answerBut the obvious truth is often a ghostFalse memories are unruly traipsesInclinations leading me, down the coastIs there a way to be clean againTo bathe in the ocean’s gentle roarHopeContinue reading “Lost In A Deteriorating Moment”

Redrawing My Own Figure

Redrawing my own figureA new shape by the point of my penShading away the obvious flawsPerhaps I’ll be good enough thenTrying not to carry any burdensCheck out my new roguish stanceI’m cut from a cooler cloth nowPerhaps I’ll finally have a chance

The Glories Of A Sunny Morning

The glories of a sunny morningSmiling into my coffee; subtle credoTrying to create my masterpieceBut, I’m distracted by my libidoLooking for my stunning brideMaybe get a little taste under her skirtA surefire way to get artistic juices flowingInterest shifted; she can only help, never hurt

I’m Seeking A Truth

I’m seeking a truth within these fragmented words My thoughts won’t cooperate with how my fingers move Typing on this old handmedown machine to transform My mundane existence into a magical, deliberate groove I am not afraid to expose the flesh of a wilted soul There are no heroes in these parts, just broken misanthropesContinue reading “I’m Seeking A Truth”

Those Matchbox Fantasies

Those matchbox fantasiesGunmetal grey panties with soft pink polka dotsShe placed a stiletto on her wooden legCharacter assassination plots go all for naughtUnassuming by way of distractionShe’s hiding a switchblade under that dressShe’s dangerous down to her coreA beautiful woman – you don’t want to messBeware of their corrosive accoladesThere’s no exoneration in the lineContinue reading “Those Matchbox Fantasies”

No Matter How Bad The Day Is

No matter how bad the day isI’m always going to be here for youThe world will seek to destroy& They’re going to want to kill me tooAs long as we stand togetherWe’ll repel horrors too evil to describeOur love linked arm in armDrowning out their heinous diatribe

I Trace Your Lips

I trace your lips with my fingerSuch pouty perfection in this faceI want to devour you right hereBut in public is not the proper placeSo I whisper one word: “tonight”& let you think upon that all dayYou’ll stew & simmer & imagineHow all this love will be conveyed

Battered Old Blank Pages

Battered old blank pagesWaiting to be smeared by inkDisheveled by passing timeOften fraught with more than we thinkCrisp white canvas no longerAbsorbing life as a passerbySo pause before you typeA silent witness to these lies