Breathing life into life The carnival invades a small town Lighting up the sky from afar Cheap thrills Dirty folded dollar bills Rides spin circles in the Tattooed operators eye Grinding wheels upon the axis Merciless kewpie dolls Shameless and tactless All filling the night with odorous sound Screams pleading stop-but keep on going Bleeding…

You shop status You the affluent mall goer You who stores pop up for You brandish logos across your breasts and butts You So much responsible for the paper chase You Are not me You The affluent mall goer You The living logo of status…

he was like the night beginning and ending with complete perfection with no detection of any repose like the summer rain that doesn’t know the relief it brings in and out of transparent things the sun hides waiting to rise after he and the night are through she remembers the hazy dance and rides the…

Love Fool’s Gold Petty Pity Heavy Jealousy Heart holds pain like Sponge in rain like Memories of sane days that Won’t go way cause Different now it is but Better than it was Now falls down since You’re living just because

Everything Years of the good overshadowing the malice which was Plentiful No hugs at a time that my only solace was in rhymes Credit Is due to the few who convinced me that drugs, may be in the future But as of right now, shouldn’t be my substance in use Eye to eye We saw…

When dreams are kites floating in the sky You grab the line and run to fly As long as you try to catch the wind And love yourself from deep within Dreamers dream Lovers sigh Artists paint a picture of high Singers sing Players play The world turns on everyday We hardly know the questions…

Sometimes you’re tired of standin’ alone They point the finger Sayin’ you’re the strong one But you feel you need a heart to lean on Look around the scene If ya don’t smile…you’ll scream Burnin’ out of Time and luck Walk the distance Scream resistance Scream resistance Scream resistance

Your stomach lining’s burning As the pages keep on turning In your book of self-destruct. The never ending cycle Twists and turns Whilst you stifle your screams aimed at your ego. You are your only foe for the world still adores Every inch of your perfection. What a shame that the reflection you see is…

St Jude, oh set me free. I’m no lost soul, I still believe. These problems stem from people’s lack of faith in me, Not vice versa. And I will push further until another saint is re-assigned. The only crime I’ve committed is jading my eyes. As a multiple of sighs erupt I realize I’m sounding…

Sunday I spent in the observance of silence Recognizing how space manifests in absence I subtracted many words and movement from a daily arrangement – a rest What can take place in an expanse is boundless What I can feel on a Brooklyn rooftop lacking moonlight is the shock of oxygen after life in a…