Cast in iron, set in stone, my thoughts are never left alone. They sail with me and set me free, living in my every bone. My Ship, it sails, its Mast prevails, catching headwinds, telling tales. But then my Sub sinks down below, and dives through waters, lesser known. Deep currents are so strong and … More My Sub: USS Conscience
Cars and clothes are cool, I guess They’re great when you want girls and sex It must be nice to be so dumb When every line you write is numb Numb from all the things we feel And all the shit that makes life real Bigger houses, bigger banks You paid her tab? Hey … More I Don’t Rap
**DISCLAIMER** This poem addresses suicide. By reading any further, you acknowledge that this artwork does not promote suicide in any way, and is only meant as a creative endeavor. —————————– I write this, love, only for you. I want you to feel how I do. So many things have coursed my mind, never spoken, nor … More Remember Me
In his right hand sat a rifle, pointing at his kin In the other there was powder, and it was meant for him Turn the clock back and these two brothers who had played Never would have seen this coming as they grew and aged What is it that we need? Why must we … More These Things Matter
Every single second Each and every single day Is a blessing given to us For us to use and play Life is but a moment A brief wrinkle in time A canvas to be colored In or outside of the line You see, its not a rigid path Through which all are meant … More Make it Count
You want an album? No I say Cause I don’t rap, not any day I just write, my words they say Enough for you and me today I get it, all these things I write They make sense when you read at night This world is filled with hate and fright And reading lends … More No I Say
So long they’ve waited, wandering Watching, waiting, listening For the next one, pondering Ever are they wondering The wait is over, never more Alas, the knock is at the door Get up and answer, I implore You’ve found your long, and lost Lenore The time has come, turn back the clock The stories … More Without You
When you’re bored, don’t bitch at me Just shut your trap and write, you dweeb Don’t pout and whine and stare and blink Just grab that pen and think and think Come up with something folks will read And sell it so your dog can feed Don’t waste your time excusing the Stops to … More Tough Love
Hold on. Wait. What did you say? Did I hear that right, Or should you say it again? I could have sworn You’d minced up your word Cause surely I didn’t Just hear what I heard Let me say something Don’t twist this, today I say what I mean And I mean what I say … More Sincere
“‘Ay Carl!” “Wut?” “Ya think this in’ll work?” Strolling along the calamitous alleyways of the local Wal-Smart, Carl and Joe have a bit of difficulty deciding what torches to carry to their Klan march. Plop “There!” Joe shouts, proudly placing his newly acquired bug-deterrent torch in the basket, ready to check out. “Now just you … More The Tiki Torches: 1
How the World Should Work 