Why does he just stare at me As I’m driving, silently Watching oh so creepily Licking chops so hungrily Does he think of eating me? Does he want his bowl to be Filled with water, does he see How his gaze drives me crazy? I must breathe, I think I’m free Surely he is not … More No, B!
Gazing in this mind of black At all the things that I’d take back If only it was kind to me But time, regret, its cruel, you see The things I wish I hadn’t done They never fade, they never run They occupy my mind at night And fill my heart with doubt and spite … More It’s Cruel, You See
In my chamber, losing sleep Rocking, thinking, silently Watching broadcasts quietly Observe this world, so violently I wonder if the day will be When people live, peacefully Shedding war, with treaty No longer loving fearfully It all could change, if only we Would be the change we want to see We must admit, reluctantly To … More Together
The last years of your life So confined and constrained Arthritis was rife It hurt, and it pained No solace you had But to lay in your bed Retreat to your books Build a world in your head I’ll never forget, Mom All the stories and shows We’d read and watch together To forget this … More When Finally, It’s Built
My Dog I wonder if my dog Knows he’s a dog Or if his cute little brain Is clouded in smog And instead he assumes He’s a human like me With thumbs all opposable And not paws as his feet I wonder if he thinks That I’m his pet to keep Keeping my water bowl … More My Dog
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
What things go through your head When you lay down and no one is there? When you know that no one is listening Is it a dream, or perhaps a nightmare? Do you think of the rest of the world And how we’re all stuck in a cell? Or maybe those shoes you’ve been wanting … More You
I’m so close, Mom I can feel it I’ve kept my post, Mom Done what I said I’d do It’s all about to take off, Mom Please, stay on board with me Your soul has been my compass, Mom It’s the only thing that’s driving me Everything ahead is ‘cause of you And the thing … More To You, Mom
Whatchu mean you don’t wanna say please? You better take a step back and consider your priorities Whatchu want more? Change or the argument? Number one, please. Number two, cause dissent. People won’t change unless you give em what they wanna hear I don’t care if you don’t like that, that’s the way it is, … More Priorities
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
How the World Should Work 