Sunday, March 27, 2005


Lost thought-Like the homeless man-Living day to day, facing closed doors-No where to stay-Sleep where it must, struggling to survive in a world of pain- Grounded -Chained to circumstances. Poor man- He does not need your pity, or your sympathy-He wants your money!-He needs a drink- and why wouldn’t he?A mind alteration- To freeze his situation- Drunk, tired- Give him a warm place to dream.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

The Red Trail

Can you hear my silent breath?
A whispering wonder gasping for air
These loud eyes cry empty buckets of tears
In a gap of frozen time I dump them into the ocean
Shoved down and chained to this red marked trail
I stare down at my feet refusing the false scenery
A secret path runs through my veins
Foreign words inhabit my broken mouth
This dehydration makes it impossible to spit them out
Copy written dreams replay throughout the night
Underneath another passes transparently

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Your Not Alone Tonight

Possessed palms
Frigid grip
Unfamiliar eyes
Shaken cry
Losing the path
Hanging on a cruel dream
Falling from sanity
A cracked world
Against cold walls
We cry for you
Dry your tears
We hope for you
Sleep without fear
Soar through a peaceful world on your pillow
Come back to us in the morning
Leave her behind
Drain her memory from your wounds
With open arms we wait for you
Turn your back to her
Look with us towards the sunrise

Tuesday, March 08, 2005


Lost your kitten?
Can’t catch me.
Can’t mold me.
Rolling in the grass.
Burying my meow in the sand.

Monday, March 07, 2005

Left Dreaming of the Sea

I left my heart on Fire Island
In the pouring rain I danced
With a flask in my hand
I spun and shook around
Until it fell out onto the sand

Out of spite I jumped the next ferry
I believed it to be hexed,
Tattooed with your memory
Today it’s a cold wintry day in the city
And I lie here
Counting the days
Until I can go back to the house by the sea