The Government Wants To Lock Me Up

The government wants to lock me up For I don’t fit into their diabolic plan Turning society into robotic morons I just can’t continue to work for The Man Trying to sell us artificial stimulants Fickle airwaves that their bully pulpit bought Falsified histories & professional victims The system wipes us away without any thoughtContinue reading “The Government Wants To Lock Me Up”

Poets, Artists & Mischievous Folk

Poets, artists & mischievous folk Proclamations & unsorted semi-true theories Stories of unfounded revolutions Their propaganda always makes me a little leery Taking creativity as an undisciplined religion Allowing me to remain high on dopamine Though I’ve never been one for public consumption Hiding behind my words; staying forever unseen Image by Karolina Grabowska fromContinue reading “Poets, Artists & Mischievous Folk”

Poseurs, Pacifists & Poets Reek

Poseurs, pacifists & poets reek Sitting high on a lifeguard shack Nighttime cloaked down upon us Words in darkness never taken back Ocean waves break the silence tonight Only our thoughts to be heard otherwise Isolation not what you thought it’d be Tearing out your incessant broken eyes Midnight sounds to be held on tightContinue reading “Poseurs, Pacifists & Poets Reek”

Now That I’m Old…

Now that I’m old, there’s no chance to be cool I’m that creepy lurker passing the delicates isle Finding myself lost in nebulous thought Youth dropping their eyes while I try to smile You can’t be friendly when you’re a certain age Somewhere along the line, I missed my cue Oblivious to the graffiti onContinue reading “Now That I’m Old…”

Ducking My Head Between The Pages

Ducking my head between the pagesThis mounting pile – high on my deskPicture postcard from the far goneLost her to traveling’ roadside burlesque Hiding my mind between the sheetsBut my coffee had long grown coldWritings spilled slightly on the saucerLoneliness steeped until its forever bold

Trading Euphemisms In The Dark

Trading euphemisms in the darkBlankets piled high on the bedFinding warmth between ourselvesLove inhabits where fear can’t treadSheets getting tangled in our bodiesChorus of breathing getting thickCherishing & celebrating each momentGrateful she still let’s me dip my wick

Our Dreams Hold Us Hostage

Our dreams hold us hostageChained to our high idealsLost to our intemperate youthThe past reaches out & stealsTime lost to us; never againWhat’s forgotten can’t be regainedOur lives are our creationFigments we’ll never fully explain

Gripping Lightly To The Banister

Gripping lightly to the banisterOur lives slipping away into the ether’s shadowGracefully stepping down each marble stepNever succumbing to their expectations of the afterglowHolding your head up high in dignityWear the fancy clothes; wear your favorite scentKnowing they’ll despise your happiness anywayRemaining this awesome was never an accident

I Saw Her Through The Glittering Sun

I saw her through the glittering sunPerched high upon the lifeguard standPerfectly sculpted under bright skyKnees weak, tripping in the soft sandThe gulls echoing a distant cryDreams of love & what could beThe salt air marinating upon our skinI’ve lost my heart here upon the sea

I’m Not Your Reluctant Hero

  I’m not your reluctant heroI’m nothing along those linesDon’t think so highly of a foolWith your lips crumbling into your winePlease don’t raise me up to be muchI’m not what you see with your eyesA figment of an imagination’s dreamI’m lost within these warm Florida skies

Public Declarations Of My Love

Public declarations of my loveLetting all the people knowShouting to the HeavensInto the gusts my words shall flowTaking the high road to oblivionA world testing my ability to be trueBattered & fatigued, but not beatenThey’ll realize all I want is you

I Know I’m High Maintenance

  I know I’m high maintenance Requiring a lot of attention, affection & affirmation But I return it all with utmost devotion Drowning out apathy’s lazy fulminations Not one to be quiet & demure She’s the lady I can’t refuse Always tempted by her presence Banners at the ready; sing out the news I containContinue reading “I Know I’m High Maintenance”