Rubbing Their Fingers Over The Stereo Knob

Rubbing their fingers over the stereo knobThe frequencies distorted on the airwavesKings of the new world & thus apocalypticSearching for something more pragmatic to crave These technocrats with no concept of realityTasking – without offering an alternate fateDemanding citizens for homages to be digitalWith no power to control – or else we attenuate Words ofContinue reading “Rubbing Their Fingers Over The Stereo Knob”

Empty Wine Bottles Clink; Devoid Of All Inspiration

Empty wine bottles clink; devoid of all inspiration But that’s not the way you remembered they bled Choosing the perfect wording for posterity A trembling shadow of what the poets once said We once set out to create a fresh universe But that’s not the way I can any longer think Falling in love withContinue reading “Empty Wine Bottles Clink; Devoid Of All Inspiration”

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”

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

Offering Up A Minimalism

Offering up a minimalismFinding cool without effortNot weak enough to shareTough; never going to revertA mental state removedNot allowing for them to killMy soul still beating todayThe essence won’t be distilledTry as you forever mightI won’t be boiled down to a wordNo single thought or characterAll my expressions slowly heard

Telling Stories After Dark

Telling stories after darkOccasionally with Tom Waits in the leadFantastical little allegoriesBringing a light to those souls in need No need to whisper in the shadowsLuminous words to prepare the wayRemoving barriers to our enlightenmentWitticisms fleshed out & on display Short tales to get creative juices flowingHarking back to dreams that we might meetSubtle differencesContinue reading “Telling Stories After Dark”

Collecting Fragments Of Free Thought

Collecting fragments of free thought The missing pieces of a discarded word Unknown & forgotten loves in innerspace Unfortunately time reduces us by a third Intellectuals hunkered down – protecting wisdom Throwing bones, sharpening knives & wit Critical theories to counteract  The cultural elite reminding me I ain’t shit But I continue down my solitaryContinue reading “Collecting Fragments Of Free Thought”

The Man Has You Grinding Away

The man has you grinding away The organ makes the monkey dance You’re looking for the Promised Land But you never really had the chance You’re writing your soul on the page Friends support & love all they heard But the critics cry foul & laugh bitterly You’re only as good as your last word