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
At night, I know, my mind has proved For that’s when all the mask’s removed We work and play, and yet we think Of all the things we want, a link A link to all we want to be So instead we make a fantasy We dream and wish and wish and dream And … More What We Are
Oftentimes, I’ll look to see The person looking back at me Watching through a hazy lens At who that strange reflection is Staring forward, several blinks Is he the person that he thinks? Does he do the things he speaks? Is practice coming from the preach? My eyes still glare, this man ahead … More Don’t Wait
Sitting, gazing, pondering Watching, waiting, wondering What things do others think at night? What lights turn on, when shining bright? Some will think of gentle breeze Blinding true priorities Truth is veiled, this life of fun As fear resides behind the gun Condemn them not, instead envy And long for their reality To … More Free
Some folks believe me Yet others still doubt It’s funny to me, really When I say what I’m about I’m climbing this here ladder Right in front of their blind eye Yet they still keep on hatin’ As if the fucks I give could fly So let me put this plainly These words, do not … More Doubt
What if they died? What if that artist Who painted their works So great, yet shunned For personality quirks What if that singer Who hit impossible notes Wasn’t caught up in drama Or the brunt of your jokes What if you focused On content they write Instead of the bullshit The cheap and contrite Why … More What If They Died
Monday, Friday Every day through the week Working, writing Never hanging with the weak Paying, my dues Those that came before me Same grind, same time Time off? Please that bores me No sir, no ma’am Sure, I talk politely At night? All night Writing, it consumes me Let’s take a break A break from … More My Life
All that I ask, God Please make it all cease The pain is too much, Lord I need a release Sitting at home Try to battle this scene Numb myself with these shots Like a soldier on morphine I guess I should thank you If you hadn’t unsealed, see I’d still just be mindless Not … More Release
Who do you think you are? After that bowtie, after the hair? Who is the person residing Behind all the makeup and care? What do you think? No. Rather, believe? What keeps you up at night That makes you look back, consider, or leave? The mask, the façade, the whatever It’s all just a sham, … More Who are You?
How the World Should Work 