Seal my mouth Pull out my heart Step on my brain It isn’t art Man forgive A new start I long to connect But from what part All I know, was taught by man With no truth, I understand You bleed too

“Don’t rock the boat” The boat is rocking because... Those on board are panicking They see the coming rocks They see at the helm A drunken, belligerent Surrounded by belligerents Partying oblivious Of the surroundings Worse yet... They may be sober.

Guard Me from myself i’m the Enemy Here

Who are you to make me fear It’s clear, that which I won’t profane calls you near But step to me? Have you taken off your shoes? Covered your eyes? Who do you think you hear? I will be hated everyday For not confining What I dare not profane If you call me an antiChrist; … Continue reading “I’m Going To Cut You” (only love) →

Hanson’s Um Bop The greatest Punk rock Many an angsty night In youth Singing violently Ditty ditty A vandal In safe streets Unknown I made them Unsafe

Set the folding chair In the cool wind A folded t-shirt Over the eyes Still Sitting What’s that noise? Is it closer? Where will you stumble? Who is in control? There in a folding chair Next to a sun Blind no longer

From Anacortes to Marble Mount Counties North and South I rush through vivid memories Of many years I ponder on those who’ve seen And if they see me

(It’s cute that I consider this publishing isn’t it? Lol) Hello auntie, this is your nephew. The elusive, and often tragically poetic, nephew; Robert Ashley Hilsinger I suck at keeping in contactBut I was just thinking of youRob and you bothYou have always actedAnd shown through actionThat at the core of your actions is a … Continue reading Published Letter To Auntie →

Huh I wanted to have this conversation With people, who um May think my writing, is as cool as I think my writing is; by any off chance Um I have 371 pages, or so, of, uh, blog posts that I’ve done since February 10th 2018 When I um, wrote my artistic biography Um And … Continue reading Page One In One Take (a transcript of a video that failed to load; to be added by means unknown at a later date) →

Ok I’m getting off track Rabbit holes Of every situation It is time to walk And be conscious Of where I stand