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  1. Window, where the grass is always green
    I wait for the morning
    Sirens wailing
    Turkish dawns
    And Cantonese landlords
    I see myself in the dirt waiting for my next drink of water
    a ship sinking into hurricane force waves
    See me when I am ambitious
    I am nothing without the grass and marlin le cat
    The words and songs
    And sprinkler system keeping my
    Saturday chores alive
    They gave me my sight past horizons of low
    Outskirt hoods.
  2. I undermine everything I do
    You don’t see what I see
    And I’m glad for that

    Just buy you a drink
    And I’ll make myself look better.
    Liquid courage spilling backwards bypassing
    Vomit borders
    Faster than lightning ill light up your smoke
    Colonization of blackened bits of earth
    Inside your thin glass lungs
    I can’t wait for them to leave
    I love seeing their faces amidst anticlimactic circumstances

    Your handless arms
    Make an impression on me, perfect disability
    Breathe in, let the invasion begin again
    They’ll never win, I’ve seen this before
    Like a summer BJ
  3. Its been repeated
    Deja vu caught in the rapture
    But I remembered something different
    Manatee baby running through 19th century
    Boarding school halls
    Determined to keep me from following you.

    Behind the staircase through solid glass
    Into the courtyard
    I kissed your cheek twice before you tore me from your lips
    Then you told me what I was missing
    Clear as day I called out on my flashing trumpet
    With internet capabilities

    It wasn’t you who picked up
    And I retreated back into the brackish moor
    Where I longed for fresh water
    Back into the dreamless mornings
    Inside soft moldy pillows.
  4. I’ll write till my hands fall off
    I’ll sing till I cant breath the salt
    Rich air where the sea spray speaks.

    And move to where ice sticks out
    From under your noses breathe
    Where my mustache does no more then my bare lip.

    Windy treetops, mesas and pine
    Scattered deer and bear in the bush
    Till my feet fall, and my shoes weather into the soil

    Where my reflection sees me every chance its gets
    Where mirrored pools deny audience to the idle
    Desert dunes in between them and me

    Return to empty cottages beside streams
    Where I’ll wash my clothes in the spring
    And wake up to suburban living.

    I’ll walk and write and speak
    Change my pace when opposites meet
    Go off into the thicket where I lose myself
    Where bears and pools are scared to venture
    And objective life dies in sunless shrubs

    I know the way out, map and compass too
    I know the world that’s waiting
    Where the sun hits yellow almost everyday
    And white clouds rain soft

    In the thicket I’ll wander
    Paradise to the oblivious
    The first step doesn’t come along
    My feet still solid and together

    When I’m ready to burn my hands
    Into calloused badges
    I deny myself the gift


    Till I push with all my appendages
    There is no where else to go
    No love beyond the thicket
    Undecided between dreams and spectre’d reality