I think of wells The faces at the bottom that are singed in the subway pavement If you take away the walls, The faces still scale them, but get mixed up in water rushing toward the tide The waves leave periodically, but faces get materialized in footsteps And souvenirs to the unaware Bottles of sand…

I watch the jubilation Of the millions, of the nation And awe struck how one man could bring back our belief, as a whole On some catch phrases that we should have learned a real long time ago And I wonder How will they feel when his appeal doesn’t stretch past the inauguration? And we…

Take a look at my vitality Using words to mask an illusion that has fathered me and left Bastard credentials Could define me, but I only try to show the best Of a character that never was me Never will be One that you were never even supposed to see But I use it as…

Can’t walk away, won’t wave it off, don’t try to breath to take it all In So you know the path to let it out No tears fall fast to point you south Normally, go where the rivers flow But water cascades off of crimson slopes This time Cliff’s edge used as beginning of sentence…

3 miles… gone A long way from home when the light that you see has been turned off You see, only in memory, but determined, you are Learned before you came here that love ain’t shown the same where Your come from it depends on Can’t look at world around you for something felt within…

Write down your prospects Your seeds of hope rest between the pad and the ink Light hearted subjects are Non-ending objects Contours running deep into the sun’s gaze Our theories on darkness can slow dance with our deepest thought’s silhouettes Your mind can be still in your eye of the storm if your pen allows…

Ring around the Rosary your, Mother left you, Your Mother left you, Or Taken, more like it Faking, you strike it Or try to This curveball that life threw …. Swing and a miss No time, to wish That second chances consisted of more than distracted glances Love preoccupied by all the other things you…

Mastery of the conflict Defense mode, all your moves encoded In my movements Follow blindly so you have the reinforcements You don’t need I’m down for, anything, you ask for Until it dawns on me that I needed a little more Than a brain of a drone that was a never ending problem that wasn’t…

For being everything you needed and then checking out How could you know if I didn’t what I was about? For being the thickest of contradictions Life description only changed in intonation For dying on the inside, but sailing on the out But hearing only my heart when it asked to migrate south Or whatever…

Why can’t I do this? Third time this week that no love alone defeats no love with someone Nothing with meaning isn’t anything… important But anything is better than nothing at all. So why is it that my body rejects it and my mind goes limp And I end up throwing and waking up face…