Open your left eye and embrace the world.
Open your right eye to me.
See all the wandering need you could end.
See that we bring only grief.
I feel an Ending crawling over our skin.
This mind slowly Continue reading

Is it wrong to wish
You were somebody else
Holding a dream
That nobody felt?
And then to awake
And wonder what for
When catching the snow
You let it all go.
I saw a man
Staring at me,
Singing Continue reading

Someone once took my hands from me
And held them up for all to see
And said, “One day there’ll be one last race,
But until that day comes to be
All that you will ever see
Is a grown man’s pain burned Continue reading

When did I lose
Everything I had?
My precious grains of time
Held in stranger’s hands.
I sit here all alone
Just as I truly am.
My face held in my hands
As blind as I have been.

How can it be
That Continue reading

I have been questioning myself for years
And the answers to my ailments has yet to be clear.
Am I another failed vision to a cancerous veneer?
Or am I a complication in your quest for perfect peers?
You Continue reading

A long time ago
My eyes grew cold.
I don’t want control.
I don’t want to be whole.
My debt never repaid
And I’ve gained nothing for it.
I just listen to the story
Of how I have suffered this.
Once Continue reading

One day, the next.
Forget me, I rest
On marble and salt
With fingers, tumult.
My amputee Alice
With rabbit fur lace.
Wrapped around hands
Holding cards with no face.
Another sweet beauty that Continue reading

This is the first time that I questioned you.
The first time that I wouldn’t do
The lonely tasks of Punxsutawney dread.
This is the first time that I turned from you.
The first time I ignored your Continue reading

The thinnest childhood needles
Drawn slowly over veins,
Dripping battery acid
To draw the rings of Sundance.
A face so beautiful it burns
To dream of anything else.
Your hands are slaves to your Continue reading

You’ve been staring at me for so god damn long.
You’ve seen the scars in my limbs and flesh strapped to my face.
You revel in the fact that I live in a squalid little hole.
You can’t describe the joy Continue reading