Late Nights

We dare to see the sun rise.

High on life and everything else.

Warmth seeps into our bodies.

Reminding us,

together

we

are

Alive.

Parachute Down Like a Lifeline

Sweat
Spit
Grab
Grip

Push
Pull

Slap moan
cum go

After a night like this, who needs therapy? I’ve spent more time learning what makes you tick than any asshole should be allowed. 
                                                Round 2?
After a drink, but I’m not staying unless you have some dark, dirty secret to let me in on and even if that’s the case…it better be good.

          (I’m sick of rainbows and butterflies, pull the ripcord and let the monster out.
                         I’m fucked up mentally and need to know that you hurt the way I do when
                                          it’s all over.)

Born of Air, We Turn to Dust as Life Encroaches

You and I are only wisps of dust

Held together by threads of belief and desire.

The wind blows and we shift.

We face the sun and turn away.

Upon the path we find He that devours all

                “Open your mouth shriveled child,

                The clouds carry rains of dark filtered

                Light.

                If you cannot see, open your eyes.”

               

Spread your arms and embrace a Chance.

                “I am your Savior, You are my Lamb.

                Pray not for forgiveness but for joy.

                You need not fear that which you

                Cannot see.

                I promise you vision.”

We are dust

Covering the ruins of mankind

                “Come to me.”

Higher Education

Upward and onward-through the haze,

the malaise,
chill
while I feast,
upon words,
thoughts, dreams and loss,
numbers, letters,
sex and drugs,
life.
Sit
and
take it in,
one day at-a
dot dot dot
Time.
It’s Mine.
Yours,
everyone’s.
You can’t lose it,
waste it,
or betray it.
It’s all around.
Beautiful discontent
Beautiful disconnect
so happy to repeat.
Dishing about
news from a thousand
years ago.
So let’s go,
into the world
out to sea
to see
what we can do
with our
dot dot dot
Higher
Education

Drifting Through the Cosmos

Dropping off the face of reality,

Set adrift amongst the cosmos,

Gliding through nebulae,
drinking life from suns.

My body lays motionless on his bedroom floor, blue like the skies of our youth.
From my distant perch a carousel motion guides my soul home.
Awake, I realize,
I’ve been asleep for years.

Black

She dresses in all black

Death

Reaping souls as she passes

Harvest

a lying two-faced whore

Spock was a Bitch

Father Vengeance

 walks away

 With promises of

 Fulfillment,

 satisfaction.

I follow, eyes open vision clear.
At the end of the road is a sign.

STOP.

I wait.
patiently.

Sleep comes.

goes.

Father loves truth.

“Vengeance is a dish best served chilled.”

Until the Sky Collapses You Are Mine

We are together in this. You and I.   

 

Reach back and feel for what was lost.  Spine. Live. Breathe. Again and again. Again. Now, repeat.

Feel it?

The ceiling is caving in, the water is rising. The air is too thin to breathe.

Reach back and feel for what was lost. It’s not there. Never was. You’re grasping at straws. At Pins and Needles. Beliefs.

At Life.

Press the button, exhume the soul. 

The lights have to dim and the world has to turn. It always ends always ends. There's no stopping it. No denying it. No Running Away. We are Everything. We are Nothing.

At night the Moon rises, the Stars pulse.  In the morning the Sun rules. Every Morning.  Whether you are here or not.

Weedeater-Gimme Back My Bullets

Where the Heart Beats

On street corners late at night
                where Hipsters, Queers, Kool Kats n'
                Kittens, n' erything-in-betweeners
Kick it and Slide.
That’s it, right there.
Lullin the Hip-Daddies into a
pass-on-by sorta groove.
Where the Mommas, in High Heels
                                and Funky Styles, gaze
lid heavy, at all the broncos.
                Spreading the Love,
                                 the Life,
                                the Language

of the city. Yeah O yeah

that’s where you’ll find us babe, drunk
on whatever,
Tappin our Tappies,
Snappin our Snappies,
feelin good and Livin Hard
night-by-night.
cause
day-by-day
is for squares.

And Daddy,
we aint that.

Like Thor but with a Gun

Thumbing back the Hammer

Of this old .45

Makes me feel

Invincible,

dangerous,

indestructible.

Somewhere, deep down,
I know

It’s not the bullets

But the man behind them.

Huffing Shoe Polish

Look at us,

Spit shining the world to buff out the stains.

Twisted words

Evil times

Outright lies

It’s all coming apart at the seams

And all you can do is stand there and tell me,

“Fuck it. What can you do?”

With friends like you, who needs enemies?

Another Reason to Drink

Greasy fingered children, running, screaming,
through a myriad of bodies and parents. 

Its moments like these when I say,

One more round!

Guilt Trips like Rat Poison

If I told you once, long ago, so long ago,
that you were mine,

How long would you believe me?

Forever and ever?
Till eternity split down the middle and god himself announced the end times?
Till oceans ran dry and sea creatures grew lungs to breathe fresh air?

How long?

When would you let go? When would you give up?

If you loved me,

Would you believe until the end?

Poor woman,

I’m fucked, I’m twisted,
I’m so broken,

Why must you love so hard?

Please stop, I can’t breathe,
and honestly,

I can’t live with the Guilt,

Anymore.

There she stood, as one

Beauty personified.
long legs,
dark hair,
opiate flavored lips.

Why say no?

why?

Every word poignant,
every breath heavy,
every kiss intimate,
every touch perfect,

Every Orgasm Bliss.

Oh Baby, where did we go wrong?

At the point of a knife lover,
              
               at the point of a Knife.

Double Suicide

I saw something once,

              
A Japanese couple
                making love
                in a cemetery

Sounds of rapture enclosed in Death
                Even there, amidst the finality of Time

Sex Cured All.

                

                I followed them,
across a bridge,

Over a river,

Into the reeds,
                where, with eyes full of tears and longing for another choice,
                he stabbed his desire through the throat.

Time froze

and laughed.

He hung himself from the nearby gallows,

assisted by intent
and
I watched,
 fascinated and disgusted.

Truly in Love with myself.

American Barbarian

Long hair
Don’t Care
Tattoo’s past the point of No Return
Don’t need a club, got a .38

Swagger down the block with a
Devil May Care Attitude
Bow to no King, Queen, or Cop

Dirty for the sake of Dirt
A lack of sophistication that drives the yuppies crazy
Screaming out, not Givin a Fuck

Swing that 69 Camaro 'round the block, Big Shot

You’ve got all the time in the World

And No Where To Go