I pause for a long breath.My hands under tension with the pressure to perform.How silent the written word.Be it joy or anger calamity or furry.It is a whisper in your mind.An illusion unique to the human condition.It is not a story I have come to tell.That would just force my illusions to double up and never come down.No.I have come to hammer my blows home.Not your home, mine.I can not justify my life you know.My words, d...

I am just a balloon lost in the sky.A friend and victim of the four winds.Where does a man belong?Where does he truly live?Only reflected within his lover's eye.Me? I am just a balloon lost in the sky.Perhaps, god's eyes are the bluest blue.Perhaps, I know nothing true.If love were in my heart all the days of my life, I would be more careful.But then again, lady, any risk for you.I am just a balloon surfing the storms.The...

It cost me a lot of skin to learn the language of poetry.But then again, yesterday, I was painting my walls with an apology that was in the end self serving and far too long.I never could leave a page blank without a sense of wonder at something so useless. Who first pounded out their heart on the white void?Must have been a black smith who lost his way.It gets cold as hell out here where there are no lines to guide.I'd s...

Sometimes I think I live on the dark side of paradise.Living under the setting sun without shelter.Pushing sin through my veins without remorse or covatry.Subliminal candle flames and a mind-altering soliloquy.Paying for the ticket to the show with my poetry and a pound of flesh.So I pay a heavy price....don't you?Love is a place I go when my sweat has run dry.I never worked harder than when I lay my head back and tried t...

 I have come to see.That time its self is bound between you and me.All the night I am not free.In the day you go away.Tomorrow comes, again and again, a memory yet to be.All this sorrow all this pain are the fertile ground on which we lay seed.We the destiny of passions crop.But what of destiny?What of the deed?When come the reaper's scythe?Is such a thing legion or myth.Or is it the game of time, and the seconds rip.Who...