Monthly Archives: April 2015


No matter how many dawns rise
I’ll never feel our love again
Reverberations is all there is
Always reminding
Relentless in it’s degraded fortitude
Tenacious in it’s reciprocity
Those soundscapes are transformative
The greatest tragedy softened with melody
Travels repenting for its’ nightmares
Lost vessels crashing in loneliness
Tenured in the clutches of the dark
Down the path looking back
Shadows trailing every endeavor
Resonating lights
Escaping breath
Fires so bright leading to nothing
Taking everything away
Keep stumbling through redundant conclusions.
Remember the Night.
Face the Dawn.



Bar Maids

These ladies never have a ring on the finger
They speak like they know too many sailors
Always bringing the lowest denominator
Puts limits on how sober you can be
Look at my tits, take a shot
Eye fuck me, get a beer on the house
Just always leave me some Bens
A green soaked cotton false dream
Saying I appreciate just enough
Fuck sentiment, give me consistency
One familiar thing in my life
Something that I can come back to
Somewhere I can recognize
Maybe the lists are always lost
Jump from tree to tree
Even when surrounded by the familiar
I stumble through strange crowds


By The Wayside

I have always been left to the wayside.
Didn’t I put myself there?
All of my slacked views
Pinpointed landscapes
No panorama
Shortsightedness is my tragic flaw
Decisions for short term
I forgot failures last forever
Lose this, lose that
Forget all that could have been
Lost lips and hearts wasted

Tragedy befalls everybody
It’s tough realizing your own
It’s the wallpaper to our phones
Hidden in greetings to strangers
Pray what was wronged can be righted
Seldom is still not never
There is still a chance
A fools hope for a lottery winning.

The wayside belongs to everyone
We all fucked something up
We can’t get over it
Those lost moments of could’ve beens
Dreams of different lives
Flickers of different outcomes

There is a universe where we are together
Everyone wins and loves there
All that should, is
We kiss and angels weep tears of joy
God thanks us for showing him what love is

The way it should be…
But we’re still by the wayside.