Been a little while since I just posted some writing for ya. Here’s something called “We Live In Parallels” If ever there was a connectionAt long lastIt severedBrutallyAt each link We live in parallels I used to thinkPerspectives changeIf we found anotherOur sorrowsDissipateOf course I would underestimate We live in parallels From here it would seemClose enough to reachOf course I wouldUnderestimate We live in … Continue reading We Live In Parallels
Honestly it hurts too much to thinkOf you with anyone but meAnd I’m not trying to be anything but happy I let go so long ago it seemsBut the extensions of these dreams still call and reach for meAnd I’m not trying to do anything but sleep When I think back to the dayBefore all of thisand youwashed over meThe relief I craveSeems as distant … Continue reading Happy
I left them sat atop a bookshelfA set of tapes freshly woundStories convolutedAnd too long to simply write about No clear order to be foundNone more worthy of a crown As I set the final in its placeI felt my heart rip out my chestThrough the shelves and into the spinesOf the text below where it were to rest In the walls that surroundRestless fists … Continue reading Tapes
Echoing through the cavernsLike hieroglyphics etched into the wellsThrough the crevices that led me inAnd shut me outJust as quick A single drip of waterFrom each direction that it fellBlotched caricatures of a manSignalling smoke out for help Down comes another quarterIt’s wallet forever out of reachSmacking against the concreteIt spins a few feet in front of meUntil I see The reflection of the sunlightOffering … Continue reading Wishing Well
From The Vault circa 2006. Go ahead and send a hurricaneThrough what remains of meCan’t begin to overwhelmEverything clouded by debrisHammer down the picket fenceIt won’t make it through the nightThese bomb shelters can’t protectWhat we never let inside Steady nowStabilizeOn the groundTil it subsidesHold your focusSmile wideSuch a pretty girlSuch captivating eyes At the very least a devastating shock waveTo blow the roof right … Continue reading Shelter
From the Vault, edited slightly before posting. Originally dated sometime in 2006 or so. Winter’s not so badWhen the snow lands on rooftopsAnd the ice begins to bindLocking everything downBut for a moment, the world is stillNot that those houses have legsBut boy, those walls sure could talkCould’ve fooled me anyway It’s twenty below and I’m dying of heatMust be all that hot air escaping … Continue reading Twenty Below
The cool air acts as a net, wrapping the trees in its hollow embraceThe dewey fog resting quietly over the lake,protecting the creatures below while they sleepThe distance becoming even more distant – hidden,in plain sightThe water lays still, invitinglybut just a drop of it is enough to send a chill up your spineA line sinks into the waterLost to the thick algae beneathThe tiny hairs … Continue reading Rabbit Bay
If these walls could talk, surely, they’d screamSo loud that this whole house would shakeAnd there I’d sit,restlessly, anxiouslyOn the bed I’d grown into and out of,Under the same frames holding the same pictures that have faded from each days protruding sunlight This room where I spent so many nights laying awakeDesperately searching for some semblance of worthiness, of purpose,Watching the cracks inch from floor to … Continue reading These Walls
In all honesty I can’t even remember what it this was for. Probably just a random scene for a writing assignment or just some general writing for no reason at all. Circa 2005 or so, maybe? Not sure. I was probably listening to “Red” by Treble Charger at the time. “Here” she says, and lights a matchHe takes it and sticks it to the end … Continue reading Streetlights
Crooked Forest 