The type of thing a parent says to a child.

A deep inner peace.
Visualized and romanticized.
Our time limited.

I'm selling my stocks.

Everything I have vested in you, has come to ruin.

There are no bearings from a broken compass.

Dirty words on the wall.
I'll be the one to pick you up,
Shall you fall.

Delicate Deliveries

In or out,

on or off

Chasing rainbows.

Flipping pennies.

Hard hats and tool belts.

The right equipment for the job.

He's a doctor,

With delicate delivery.

A dead cockroach on the floor.

"I tried to find god and all I found was the ceiling."

I say all the right things

Its been a journey
Happiness is all that we ask
Sit still. Listen. Pretend that you enjoy.

I know your kind
Tiny examples,
Monumental statements.

Sundays are fundays

You smell like tiramisu and leisure.

What else can I say.

I'm doing it for the dreamers.

I say all the right things,

at the right times.

Sometimes.

With inherent goodness

Check please.

Stale coffee on an empty stomach.

Water cooler culture.

Shame on you.

Silly little thing.

With vague intuition.
Zero professionalism.
Half staff mast,
Fancy of flight,
Sounds like good fun.


Smile child.
It's not so bad.... 


If I had balls I'd be the king
somehow managing to travel  onward


Who's better than you?

All Kill No Fill

The following conversation took place. Somewhere.

D:What's up homes?
L:Kicking up dust.

D:Just a fuss and a hot mess?
L:Nonsense...

L: I almost killed myself.
D: Things happen. That would have been unfortunate.

D:You know, your not that far off though.
L: Yep.

D: When was the last time you smiled?
L: Just before you called.

Loose lips sink ships

Her intrinsic ways
cause chaos and mass hysteria

The late nights highway

burning with fury

Seeking sustenance
crying for the storm

I'll be waiting for you

on a rainy Monday.

I haven't forgotten
Reassurance is nothing more than a smile
Come with me
if you wish to fight the good fight.

Such a lovely machine

Before starting the day,
The man kisses his pregnant wife's stomach

Apprehensive approach.
Choo Choo.
I think I can
I think I can
Giving up, giving up?
Deep dive
A chance to thrive.

It's 10pm my dear.
Wish I could have you near.

Tell me something stranger...
"Slow Sundays & whiskey dew mornings"
It takes a big heart to see.
In the city.

The new school

The bar owner turns his head and hisses.

He knows, I know.

I only want a taste.

She doesn't trust me.

Fucking animals.
Sloshing scrambled streets
pure audacity
aware of the demographic.

The city is deteriorating
not from the flocks and masses,
but the interior.
Taunt are the fibers,
we call the neighborhood.

"Now back in New York...Yah know?"
Taking a slow dive
on the wrong fight.

Welcome to the new school.
Respect for the past.
Disregard for the present.
Idealistic future.

Disappointed by many
Not at all by myself.

The mute girl
sings a sad song

The hard always find a way.

In close calculations.

Ethanol mornings.
Spitting warm milk on pink walls.
Baby. Baby. Baby.

You have done your bidding, with unfiltered resolve.

I have no choice but to slay the beast.

The easy know no better.
The hard always find a way.

Will you?

Waiting for me
Wild without remorse
Abandoned sunshine
Here waiting patiently in the dark
I've come upon you like a fallen soldier
stranded in the misty trees.
Do you support me?
In no traditional sense.
What lies ahead is nothing short of a weary path.
I promise I'll make it through.
If only you will be waiting.

Only the lonely

You can let me off here.
I've got plenty of time.
The lights will go out soon.

Rendering them useless to those who aspire.

Unaware of the cold.
They have padded their insecurities in a warm coat of currency.
While I wait outside the store front.
Dangling in a suit of newsprint.
Pulling back. Revealing wide horizon.

Great hope trudging forward.

Aware of the cheese at the end of the maze.
Yet best to let it sit.
And when the snake is gone.

Blood remains.

To prove what has been done.

Amongst the smell of older days.
Across the line, are folk who take but one bite of the apple.

Then toss it to the street.
Refusing to be led by blind fools. Solitude.
Only the lonely know my woes.