I am walking through a tunnel between the streets. Air as thick
as my misconceptions of life. The gutters are gone but my fears
fulfill the deed.
A passing light of brilliant orbs dazzle me then I am walking
across a cache of weapons and I see my feet amongst others.
The wolves’ den.
“Who are you?” One asks.
I am a dream walker.
“Are you crazy?” asks another.
No. I am here for reasons unknown.
“Kill him.” says the one with shifty eyes.
Why would you wish this?
“He’s a pig.”
“Bro, do you have buffalos running around within
“Let him go.”
I love you all and please learn from this: if you
do all that is told then you are not living a brilliant
life as you can.
And the buffalos will trample you one soon day.
I wake up.
:: 09-17-2017 ::
the cries of the dead city burn
the air and i weep for the children
and dogs are running with muddy legs
while mothers howl for their babies
and the sun is falling down
while all the world’s flags fall
from the top of their poles
and today started out so beautiful
it must be the day of the dead
and my girl’s tall with hard eyes
she already knew today would come
so she threw me a kiss saying
‘we go to bed with these long legs
of mine’ and i begin to heave
and twine about me as a burning
limousine rolls by with no one
at the wheel. I think it’s the
end of the world as we know it.
:: 09-16-2015 ::
I saw a rock hit the abode
and oceans swayed below
only sky remained dried
this my friend, deceased
showed a decade ago
And fires that burned
an Earth, opened hungry
that gapping mouth for life
and fear fed Judgment
:: 03-01-2014 ::
WHAT events shall be given
with processional change
Such is the constellation
that expansive and grand
— dance of stars
Leo brought Sphinx
Pisces grew Christianity
— a fellowship of One
What of Aquarius
— vast waters
to reshape humanity