Cravings
I want a fucking cigarette I want a plate full of cheese fries I want a joint a roll a line a hit a midnight fuck that lasts ’til dawn I want anything Everything But all I really need is Control
Poetry
Mending Souls
Every soul is torn in twain And seeks to become whole again Divided thus, across two hearts It cannot stand to be apart And so it strives to close the gap between these hearts across the map searching so to mend the split and find the mate for which it’s fit In my heart I …
Midnight in December, 2007
It’s midnight in December and I have been reborn A mended soul awaits next year An earnest smile worn I have my friends to thank for this And thank myself as well I wake each day to enjoy life No longer dreading Hell The past is put behind me now I cast ahead my gaze …
Midnight in December, 2006
It’s midnight in December and here I am again Wondering where I’m headed to Dismayed with where I’ve been Perhaps I want too much from life Expecting far-flung dreams Perhaps the bar is set too high At least that’s what it seems I’ll change the way I think of things And how I see the …
Midnight in December, 2005
For the past five years, on the eve of my birthday, I sit at my desk and write a poem. The first line is always the same: It’s Midnight in December. It’s always based on my perception of how the year went, and my expectations of the year to come. Before last year, I’d never …
The Cage
She sits in her glass cage Smiling at me Wanting to touch me, and be touched Wanting to hold me, and be held As minutes become months, her smile wanes Wanting becomes yearning becomes longing Banging on the glass of her prsion, she screams “Let me in!” And finally I see It is not she …
The Jester
The Jester — I will dance and I will sing And I will entertain my king With smile bright and insides pained No one guesses what is feigned I’ll wear this grin and play the fool And never cry, that is my rule Pain runs deep, clear to my bone No one knows that I’m …