Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Lay


ease your thoughts into something else

Bring me the nothingness 

I hear deep within music

words 

Rend me upon your shores

Devour me in your grasp

Feed me with your light

dissect me
gnash me in the tide
So that I may yearn for more

Hold me
deep within your dreams
like a special stone
you keep in your memory

from a day long forgotten  
spent walking along the sand

as we bathe in salt and foam
shed your water for me
the thirst is unquenchable
let me drink you in

Consume me, ravenously
Defile me with your love 

against the vastness of the sea


arise in all this monotony

in the fire that I feel for you

Santa Monica Blvd.

And the sun burns high
Like a meteor and I,
Cannot know how this will end

The tears that never come
Leave this place so undone
And the dreams come to an end

But the weight of the day
In every strange way
Make you seem like we are friends

And I cannot express
The way that I confess

That I’m starting to reach amends

Saturday, November 22, 2014

stack chips (SOC)

In a heaven that is not here
This dream becomes a consumptive reality

Like thirsty plants reaching skyward to drink in the light
As their humanity seeps out through the cracks
I love the people
But hate the crowd

Funny, sarcastic, loving and caring
they shuffle through the rivers of light,
frustrated with the mass they occupy
in a world of meaningful numbers and paper

we find solace in each other
as though stacking chips will grant us freedom from ourselves

the helicopters cut sky with a river of sound that never ceases
while below we huddle together under a cloud of dirty jokes that celebrate the absurdity of our being that penetrates everything around us

learning never to fear that which is out of your control

where fear is the mind-killer in a place where it is so important to keep your head

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

one more thing

They pour out in rivers of red
And white

the blood and bone of this entity
this endless operation of hustle

spurred into action through want
and need

as though desire granted absolution
like the thunderheads we all wish for
as we wait for the bus

can you not feel the power?
Can you not taste the rage
And the restlessness?

And under these burning skies
And concrete

Their hearts burst with a hunger that never knows reason
Their minds bloom with necessity
And all of it is casual and vain

And all of it is real.


As though some kind of cataclysm could be worse,
the predators that haunt your dreams are powerless
if you don’t sleep.

And the hallucinations of the deprived become manifest
Like a car slipping off the road in some backwood forest 
 That strips you of you innocence, irreversibly
Rending us
In a world governed by the awoken and evil 

And all of it is real.

the consent that cannot even be perceived
In a yearning for some esoteric grandeur

What makes them strong makes them vulnerable
And complacent

the metal and glass, the wire and wood, the resources and networking
give them nothing more than they were born with
and nothing that will make them happier  

it becomes an articulated fantasy
where every aspect is refined into absurdity


And all of it is real. 

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

25/100



The Debilitating isolation consumes
All the Cares for this plane,
In  a realm where nobody listens because nobody expects to be listened to:
In the attempts to be so incredibly non-confrontational, that everything  becomes combative.
My life ticks away each precious second
& I listen to the cacophony that drowns out the space for more reverent thoughts
Filling the vacuum of the places between us with stuff that seems to make sense but is inconsequential
It is the illusion of reverence
The deception of prowess
And the substitution of substance, for substance
Which erodes all the ‘fun’ into this bitter flour
And we eat it in our minds, endlessly wondering why it never satiates
the discouragement to be held is what has been given the reigns
as the tears of the earth never fall
where wild things still remain free
assiduously willing to thirst for their dreams