Sick of his own face Consuming consumers, his unowned taste Renovating his unknown space Cultivating the stone; hate Worn legs race to debate Reflection's late to the lake Shackled bait to the race Alone, a clone, sick of his own face...
Bye. Just passing. Bypassing thoroughfare Arise! Resent! Repent! Atone! Repeat… A hypnagogic rush in a blank stare. Cryptic truth and gilded lie doctrinaire. Give me life! I sold my soul. No receipt… Bye. Just passing. Bypassing thoroughfare John Doe unclaimed. Neither up nor down-st...Read more
****PART 1 OF 2***** 1) Didn’t you have dreams when you were young? 1a) Quiet, I’m trying to rest. 2) Didn’t they teem on the horizon overhung? 2a) Shoo be gone! Pest! 1) Didn’t you have love and trust for everyone? 1a) I won’t get up, won’t get dr...Read more
*****PART 2 OF 2****** 1) Your pride won’t let you petition them, 2) Your greed and lust for attention when- 3) They needed you; You crippled them. 4) A sloth with no growth or productiveness. 5) So gluttonous in drugs and drunkenness. 6)...Read more
**Please see part one for stanzas 1-4** Stanza 5: XXIX. Swept up with fairy dust and sand. XXX. It’s Wendy in the city. Grow up. Be a man. XXXI. Take heart! You can walk on water if Jesus can! XXXII. See the fisherman fish for men on land, XXXIII. You of little faith, sinkin...Read more
Stanza 1: I. Have you ever wanted to scream, but could only cry? II. Hated by the truth, loved by lies. III. Trust the word to the wise, dot your t’s and cross your eyes, IV. Shoot for the moon, reach for the stars in the sky! V. Have faith in Icarian dreams, ...Read more