Sunday, June 17, 2018

Ain't Nothing What It Seems


Paper sacks of green
Cash for coke un-cola
Nothin what it seems
Resurrected
Perfection
Negated
Castration
Ambiguous
Ovation
An ocean of filth
Swim with the fishes
Deathly ambitions
Super-star
Overture
Underrated
Convoluted
Polluted
Sense of self
Superiority
High on a shelf
Unreachable
Between
Obscene
Gestures
So mean
My scene
I just want to dance
Get high and relax
Procrastinate
Exaggerate
My existence
Someone dies
Say I'm fine
Dying inside
What it means
Who decides
Is it a gift
Or a curse
Words rehearsed
Until the hearse
Carries me
To my grave

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Thursday, June 7, 2018

Myriad

Stealthy vines meander
Course through a myriad of bloom
Weaving paths uncertain
Foraging our own truth

Hidden we are rooted
Searching for what we do not know
Fate is predetermined
Whichever road we go

Settle the dusky moons
Sleep if you will in peaceful dreams
Weighted leaves in slumber
Heaven reaching for peace

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Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Clamor

See these tears they fall for you
Sometimes I remember too
Every bit of
And memories lost
Take me beyond 
This place in haste, I wallow
Clamor for ever-after
Dear girl you're a disaster
Chew me up and spit me out
Fuck yourself, move on with life
Satisfy your base desires
I am not
What you got
Regrets for what never was
Special. Your claims were false.
I am nobody you see
A girl that you knew in need
And finally you are free
Tell me how that makes you feel
Sad girl fade into the night
Tomorrow is near, feel the light
I am tired
God's betrayal
I'm made from sin and garbage
My life a fucking mirage
Pretence and pretty
Heaven almighty
I am not worthy
Help me I'm fading
Into nothingness
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Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Quitting Time


I wrote a song when I was 11 or 12 years old - a handful actually - inspired by the music I grew up listening to like Patsy Cline, Johnny Cash, Hank Williams... a talented friend Bill Bero put this to music for me and VOILA!

Click here to LISTEN - QUITTIN TIME