Wonder

I like the old proverbs About the ever changing Cyclical same differences . The confusion of reality Smells like burnt toast And has me enthralled

Imagining love

I don't want to share every hobby Or be into the same things I enjoy who I am and what I do I expect you do the same It is no surprise we never met We don't need each other But wouldn't it be nice to sleep side by side Surpassing each other with thoughtful … Continue reading Imagining love →

The Telephone Call That Fed Me Dinner

Hello? "Do you have a hitch on your truck?" Yeah. "Want to go fishing?" Yeah! See you in forty minutes. That alright? "That's perfect, see you in a bit." Later.

Old man in my head, rambling.

...I'll tell you why, because they twisted up your spoiled little heads. They got you thinking whatever fits the agenda to destabilize our country, you poor kids! Always thinking everything is hate. Forming opinions from pop media snippets. What happened to the old sayings, "don't trust a fool" and, "if it quacks, its probably a … Continue reading Old man in my head, rambling. →

Guilty

The naive artist Doesn't regard others Thinking themselves a master; An easy trap When one is obsessed with expression Rather than reception

Nonsense

Mighty mountaineer Cozy cousin Frequent friendship Valuable veneer Irregular ingrate Magic Mushroom

Running Mouth

3 Went to town Ran my mouth Told my business 4 Now at home regretting Nothing I did wrong Fearing words become lies 5 If the truth is told I may be to bold Instigating false perceptions of me 6 But I am all I know So 'I' is all I say Pretending to know … Continue reading Running Mouth →

Compacted Earwax

I have this ringing in my ears It just won't stop Just won't stop Shoo bop Shoo It won't stop Ringing Shoo bop Just Stop! Stop, stop Stop Ringing in my ears!

Anxiety

Stereo hi fi and lights Shoulders tight Not heard at a yell Drown by the songs of hell Unable to interact Heart under attack Brain brain brain Say it three times Then cope Cope damnit Cope

Restless Depression

Can't sleep A nonfunctioning aberration Can't write Deluding realism ... They say "Can" That belief is the great achiever That pigs in mud may choose belief And fly away