No Matter

“I is best guard dog around you, okay?” Alright, I’ll listen to that “I protect people from bad things today” Sure thing. But you aren’t a cat. “I know. But she’s not got paws just like me” Yes she does. Just look, they’re right there “Sure. But they are not mine, don’t you see?” “I … More No Matter

Life, Circa 2022

Sand through the toes A pier, standing tall If it’s not on a social Did it happen at all? If you don’t share everything You must be a recluse If life is fun, clearly You must put it on loose Don’t get caught up thinking Through thick, or through thin “Influencer” lifestyles Are how people … More Life, Circa 2022

Blossom

I know you’re independent And I know that’s what I said but Then our journey started I’m so sorry, guess I lied I know that you can open Your own doors, but now I’m holding This one for you, so forgive me But hey, at least I tried That’s just how my mother raised me … More Blossom

Winged Shadows

An Angel spreads its righteous wings Its deeds – one of a kind Under a halo hides from view A plagued, Angelic mind Though such beauty, glamour, glee That spread throughout its course Its thoughts are fettered; grandeur, grief And feelings of remorse Reminded, alas, by Angelic plight Not even Saints amongst them, hide For … More Winged Shadows

You Sexy Thing

Its been a minute since I’ve written a thought piece. And by a minute, I mean more like probably over a year. That’s okay though, because we all know that life is a collection of strange happenings which generally have no explanation whatsoever insofar as timing, appropriateness, and/or reasoning. So who cares? Point is, you … More You Sexy Thing

Three Wise Men

Three men sat down, they all wore crowns Around a fire, they all met Each had one goal to set down But each would argue how to get Get the goal they all dreamed of A world of laughter, fun, and love  Each had pure intentions, see It was their methods; disagreed It was Lord … More Three Wise Men

Reflections

A one way mirror, it must be For them, it’s clearer seen than me I look to my left I look to my right I know not where to walk tonight Should I take this path? Should I go there? Feign the footsteps of who dare? Nothings known on a false throne Uncertainty is all … More Reflections

Committed

Committed, so deep in it I will die before I quit it Its both Dark and light my mind’s mitosis, but you all already know this All these Ideas pouring out, overwhelming my head’s funnel My Hands are moving so damn much I’m thirty-five with carpal tunnel And I Experiment with rhythms I play around … More Committed

Perspective, Pt. 1

On November the fourth, at five fifteen in the afternoon, a sharply dressed gentleman in a casual suit, cowboy hat, and shiny snakeskin boots walks into a dive bar on the busy streets of New York City. Approaching the long row of stools aligning the bar top, he chooses one directly adjacent to the only … More Perspective, Pt. 1

Romeo & Juliet

I feel the pain I feel it, yes I feel the sear that sits, unrests This knife is there It’s unaware It gleans and rests, asks if you dare It teases you You know it’s true It’s nothing that you’d ever do It stays, the thought It isn’t caught It’s in our minds, it is … More Romeo & Juliet

Wish

********** Important Disclaimer This poem addresses depression, and more specifically, suicide. It is meant only as an expression of art, and should not be taken in any real-life context. If you are experiencing suicidal thoughts or tendencies, there are many resources that can help. National Suicide Prevention # 1-800-273-8255 https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/ ********** Wish I wish I … More Wish

I Heard That!

Majestic Mr Baxter He’s back, and don’t you know His paws, they hide in this car ride As he waits to steal the show See, we’ve discussed how we must trust This pup, for up is down And backwards god is dog, I say When written in this town Some may scoff, but they’re just … More I Heard That!

Mindful Masochist

I pen through pain so much it seems, write on my regret I mull my mind for cheerful lines but sometimes these are all I get I see the light, it’s there I know; still slightly out of reach Forging forward on this path to practice what I preach Perhaps Pain is my jailer, yet … More Mindful Masochist