You Have Your Notions Of Me

You have your notions of meWhether it’s my rugged good looksOr I’m a notorious scalawagThough, I’m neither a hero nor a crook I’m not a man of much persuasionNor am I a wild west outlawI choose to wear the eyepatchBut I’m more of a gentleman with flaws I write fast & love slowWithout a careContinue reading “You Have Your Notions Of Me”

The Clouds Descend Upon Us

The clouds descend upon usStress compounding at this time of yearGetting darker as the days buildWaxing upon the fruition of fear This world is a bloody hellA disaster proven before the ink driesScorn for a distant foundationFutility in which all hope slowly dies The darkness returnsLooking for a story to wryly beginMiscommunications falter& I wadeContinue reading “The Clouds Descend Upon Us”

Disturbed Themes & Distant Thrombosis

Disturbed themes & distant thrombosisA hitch in your giddy-up when it’s time for teaTranscendental visitationsFrom dreams may come answers to our makeshift reality Pouring over the brackish tomes with devotionGentlemen & ladies of letters; luminaries of thoughtBut truth doesn’t cure our limited capacitiesBare harbingers of the illiterations we’ve wrought We’ve taken ill in our posh-markedContinue reading “Disturbed Themes & Distant Thrombosis”