i search each second find words under rocks and rugs looking for poems

the darker the room the more I needed her she was scented with tobacco and cedar

all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise

in the final moments of dusk you r… a last grab at redemption to no possible avail toward a jury of stars and the judgement of the moon

Women were placed at the flames, accused of witchcraft, and the smoke of murder rose to the heavens. Man’s ignorant spirit bursting up to the gods, as if they didn’t already know how vi...

fallen from the nest mother bird leaves me to die never to take flight

when at war for so long peace becomes an awkward conflict so you keep fighting

what she says has gravity a truth that pulls you closer to t… brings your feet to meet the earth… in your own shoes and see that the toe is starting t…

everyone’s eyes are filled with what could have been some girls are alone others accompanied by lovers all waiting for their names to be…

if you dream me dream me without these horns without scorn back beside the lord

was afraid of heights until i looked at my back and saw i have wings

submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice

sipping cocktails in a dark corner… lit with cigarettes and neon we edged ourselves closer to the end of our stools to the end of our drinks

dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed

i think about her at least once every day i think about all the different st… that i could take to get to her ho…