I WANT TOO
COLLIDE WITH YOU LIKE SHOOTING STARS AND TAKE DRIVES OUT REAL FAR. FIREFLIES IN THE SUMMER MASON JAR. YOU COME LIKE SPRING RAIN OVER WARM NIGHTS AS NEW SEASONS CHANGE THE MOODS. WE SWIM OUT INTO THE UNIVERSE AGAIN.
Amethyst Economics.
All the divine people and creatures turned a radiant amethyst. Each a piece of earth. Always channeling sprits winds. Change the course to our futures destiny. It is a land of confusion. Some science and fusion. A chambers reactor has explode upon the meteor shower. Angels cried. Some taken in vain. Through the war of swords. A rebel stood tall. For justice and for all. Lighting the way. Then the night comes. Black silk sheets drawn over your eyes. Let the stars guide this easy mind. Orion. Galion. Value of living, was the cost of efforts applied. Many verses spoken. Now you quaked up the stones of the core. Awaken spirits arise. Living to tell the tale. When the son of the universe, spoke. Amen.
Lift of the ground, weightless ready to compete, lifeless cycle- I repeat. From, my emotions I never shy to retreat. Covey the light In a blinding truth, Ive got layers deep then, what’s at a hollow core. The drought. Throat is dry, and I’ve said it far too many times. It’s these moments that keep playing through some more vivid then others. The mind is a minefield of deceptions. Keep the joystick up push forward, and play the game. No more retreating. The fate is unknown, and the stakes are high. No bars, no limits. We’re going out on town tonight. The elixir drowns the lover quicker, In the lonely night. She could’ve seen the bright lights. Exploding on impact, cold reality. The facts catch you in the end. Play it cool, play it right. Set the Jets, take off-flying. Angels crying, no one to clean the street, spoiled meat, rots. Cold on the curbs of the divide. Failing systems of the inhuman pastimes, continued crimes. Shaman of the desert, lunar eclipse into the day I started to stop dreaming, start again and continue. Now it threw, and here I stand sitting through the wind of a organism that weaves through the thread of time. Well, dressed sharp for the final showdown, paint in the mask for the clown changes his face. The weight floats on back to ones shoulder. Until the next winds pass on through. I drift on through the infinite days of existence. Unraveled at the seems, watch as it’s all been laid out, once before. This Is one of many threads.
Distant photograph, is it me?
I don’t know
Can this pain set me free?
I surrender
Back on track
How long will the road go…
Dancing in my head, come to the show
Filled rows
Dignity sold
The hungry search for gold
Vision of a man alone, and cold.
Does this shoe fit
Only you can take grip
Room 227
IV drip
We’re losing him
The lights fade
Take this story to the grave
I can remember times of happiness
Grazing the neighborhood lawns
Does this make me complete
Growing Into my feet
I could see the hills for miles
A foreign culture than, the roots I’ve come from.
Hippie, stoners, and freaks.
Sometimes the scene doesn’t make sense
Ripping In two, I’m torn.
Which way to go?
Have I been hear?
Stepping closer to the edge.
I break for the water below
Crashing into the tide
Goodbye, it’s been a heck of a ride.
Send my love to those who know the story.
In the arms of the wind
Your presence floats on
Spirit once lived
Heart that was felt
Joy was given
We stand her today
Wishing we could re-live it
Years gone by now we see your message
Written in stars, scattered In clouds
Paved road to a higher ground
Whisking through passing winds
An energy glows from within
For the moment I’m with you again
I run In the fields
Search through the sky
Wonder through my days
Remembering where we’ve gone, we go on
We all go on
Through the wind.
Headlights crashing
Life lost, at what cost?
What’s it worth
When disaster strikes
Who’ll fight for the change
Influence an ecosystem of economics
Different world wide projects
New age culture concepts
False promises
Who takes the Initiative
Crosses the line for the better if the future
Preacher of the universe
Lover o the land
Travelers o the sand
Released from the tombs of ages
Turning history pages
What have we learned from time?
Does this all rhyme?
Lockdown in solitary confinement
He finds fields of thoughts
Quiet place to roam
Down the road, been nearly years now, since you’ve been gone
Off the trail, making an Impact
Wide spread Impression
Next direction
Gallery is collecting
We don’t see the same
Not in it for fame, polarized and lame
Just playing the game
Piece to claim.
My addict runs farther then an isolated vein
Slowing my thoughts I train
Get in frame, and play my part.
Got the potion
Born to stir up, waking commotion
Let’s play to our best abilities.
Living in oneself, only tranquility.
Pulling, sinking me slowly, instinctively grip for the rocks around me. I fall to the dirt, fallen once again to the lows of what I once threaded out of. Drowning In fear, I keep clear of the ones who take me to this place. Unconscious, slipping into the grey I know it’ll kill me if I stay. Treason to the top again, looking for the peak. I’ve slipped off, but not for long. You bring me here again to smile at my pain. I’ve got only light to gain, kick in you to the curb. None, of this I deserved. I know I’ll make my way back. I’ve taken this road before, numb to your lies, how the time truly flies. I’m claiming back my sanity. For you cannot control my destiny, I hold the key to my future. I take back gripping once more, pulling myself above muddy waters. When I get back to the top, I’ll laugh of your games that were never won. To far, advanced for your agony. I’m headed straight for the Stars, you’ll never know how the brightness feels, how the sunshine tastes. I sip from the glory cup raise it to the sky. Bless the day, curse your misery, I’m here to stay, no more time to play your wicked games. I take back what I build, protect what you attempted to destroy. Now it’s time to set out on the endless road of Infinite chaos, block out the black, only see the white. Time to make things right, get back out, and continue the fight.
Disunity, ruined, wrecked purity, captive to your reeling rope, drawing me closer, I reveal the mask of an imposter, fraud, I shed the skin, leave behind layers of the past, drunken, plunged to the depth of the elixir, substance of quick fixers, I look to change direction, I may never know till the next reflection, modular console, needs rewiring.
Drowning, swirling chaos I’ve lost sense of reality, but it’s too late, make the bed of fate, as I know my due date. I’m going up the mountainside, one way ticket, climb to the clouds, wonder off with the wind, swimming, I slowly sink to the oceans bottom, collapses, and falls. Accepting, all the failures, imperfections, lack of strength. I’ve lost a fight, drifting off into the night, I will wake as a star in the dim light sky, bark out to the ones I used to know, let them know I’ve past, my best, fell off with the rest. I held my breath, and wrote it down, I will now be going on, to the other side, find a galaxy, and float on home. Crashing, cradling in the gravity of infinity, I’ve found my place of serenity. I’ve loved you all plenty, it was me who was empty. I’ll illuminate for you, when I’m home, back to my side of the moon. Threading, stitched from the loom, another lost in he gloomy grey skies, taken off whisper in the wind, so long dear friend, till we meet again.
Ferocious, so distinguished, postured man in the suit, hangs from the blinded noise, wife arrives to the scene, frightened, released of horror, dreams from the cellar, the apparent happy man, relieves internal pain, kicking the can, dropping to shroud pain, release of liveliness. A burial of a tainted mind, no reason, no explanation, a story untold, a misery that when’s bound to fold, a shivering cold, darkness flees as the next shines through pains of glass, a early grieving mass, bursting bells ring aloud, grey clouds move south, ascending into the gravitational pull, magnetic, majestic walk to the moon, cocktails at noon, a room of gloom. Coated in deep black apparel. Unveiling, of the plot has been written long before, into the sky you soar, may you forever snore in silent sleep. Into the next ride jubilation for the man freeing up, for the angelic white light, way out of sight, gates to the next chapter. Live, full of laughter, gracefully sail to the mystic ponds, euphoric in the taming of a wild soul, intergalactic star flickering in the dawn. Back to the one you belong, relish in limelight of gifted creation, allowance to mimic the process, lost deep pines of green surrounded the serenity chirping in the free forests of inhabited beings of the universe. Claim, your name, impact your shared experience of determination of finding answers from within, casting a captivating reflection in light years, of frames of a timeline peaks, and valleys. Liberate your spirit.
I’ve been waking my soul, doors still turn cold shuttingin my face, I’ve brought you pain, and disgrace, unacceptable for the last place finish, polish up, get it together, build the fortress, temple of sacred discovered mindful insight, of the world that your soul belongs to. Existence, glowing forth in the sunshine, luminous in daylight, Oceanside, upon staggered rocks, friends nearby gathered, all to join the climb, deep in the sands, toes blistering of miles walked, silent no one talked, I shall never be burnt from your rays, molded from sands of ancient desserts, hero of the waking Sun. I’ve lived all I could, I become one of none, son on the run, emptied gun, insufficient funds, I’m returning all that I put into, for I must pass through, continue on to the next dimension, awake the next version of what I once lived.
Scars sinking, embedded, non refundable the pain never fades, this anger inside grows, tainted thoughts endless in flow, no place to go, I catch myself running into walls, narrowing empty halls, kick the dirt, keep it moving to much emptiness, I must find my way, get to the top, get to that place I was destined, I can’t run around pretending, one day, someday I will be filled…cleansed from these thoughts, I’m sure of this. I know I’ll make it, it’s the waiting, saturation in this muck, I feel stuck, ducking dodging bullets, and I’m caught in the crossfire of my own self. I think I need to run for sometime go stealth, create a place that I could spend my wealth, beaten down from the whipping belt, numb, on the run, from your gun…boom! I’m gone. Time to fly away, recipient to your potus spewing words! Enough, I flee to the free scenery! I’m a free man! Living from the land, wondered distant sands. Taking back what is mine, clear from the inside.
Gilded wings
Summer flings
What does night bring
Essence of symbols brought forth
The time of dawn draws near
The creative man removes his ears
Reality releases all deepened fears
No time to hold on the tears
You’ve fallen victim to the night
Get a grip
Hold your tool
Remove your hearing
Push forward with sight
Get a glance
You might just see her lifting still
Come along for the midnight hour thrill
Ignite your burning passion
Light the skies
Let your eyes wonder through the valleys
Rising, riding out into tempered waves, pushing against the stones, drifted to nearby shores, dropped, tripped into doors, shifted reality, calm pressure, gilded, guided edged wings open in free winds, a new road to begin, another chance of freedom, embark on a new set out journey, kissing blarney stones, reversion of happiness, re collect all the data, analyze, create a better odd future. Spark of acceleration, pace to the sandy finish line, moment of dry living, a chance worth giving, keep sane, take a step back from what became, take memories to regain, back into focus, re gain frame. Rolling tides, gallant seas of green blue, as a large grew, branch by branch, a climb to the top, overview of what lies above, perspective from bird’s eye view, up here in my tree, the only place to write, what lies ahead, I’m moving up stairs, taking the staircase to the attic. Wonder the labyrinth library of illustrated words, across worn pages. A vivid recollection of a time, inside the walls of imagination. Goodnight Stars, hello moon, mellow cool jewel June, dream't a moment of noon, remembrance of warm fuzzy dayz, a walked grassy Cove, along ocean grove, sea of love, sunset shoreline, mystic heated pool of the next direction. Freedoms playground, wonderful West, nest of the unique, universe of mislead, pumping barrels of ignited, eminent future of dived pitiful inequality, rally for Freedom. Hawk’s cry, unlock the door to the angel’s skies. Ride out the rough ride, tempered tide, I’ve given all the remains from the inside. Take into, consideration, for this is all the remains, from a withered tree, preserved from radiant seas, in the limelight I am me. Western Hall, corridors of Freedom, I have arrived.
“I’m floating, sailing away, a white dove in a silhouette of gray.”
A night, shimmering light, endless darkness, aged old wine, glaring eyes, shinning bottle, pour another glass, a drink not served in a flask, dawn of the night, fermented over time, pour the red divine elixir, the night time fixer, a shade of white, deepened reds, a glass before the head hits bed, Pinot Noir, emptied bedside, a bottle of shared time spent, with good company. Wine, the night cap to night full of created forever lasting aging memories.
Brushing along the meadows
The felt like leafs tingling through damp palms
Skipping beat
Tireless feet
In stride
Off with the scampering wind
Thought of
Recollection of time well spent
Into the night
A feverous fight with sleep
Above the clouds I hold
Taking a road narrow, and bold
I was left out in the cold
Made my way to the warmth
Found my way back from steep valleys
I’m climbing
Climbing back
Moving forward
Taken in the surrounding silence
Remnant of the moment
Fearless survivor
Playing a deck full of joker’s
Handful of soil
Risen from dirt
Grown to a beautiful tree
In this life
I am free
I know what can be
Sight as far as the eye could see
I know the real me
Taken the mile
Someday I’ll be another file
John Doe
Some have names
So played the game
Others never had or took a chance for change
Rearrange thoughts
It’s not something taught
Not bought
It’s through living
Inspired by giving
For the only thing taken
Was the road ahead
I’ll share my bread
Go ahead!
Make your bed
Take back your head
Lay it all out there
Go get it!
Rise from the rebirth
Success is the thirst
I’ve seen the mission since birth.
Painted illusions
Fallen trap
To your serpent slithering words
Dangling, dancing swords
Red spills to the floor
Agony of reality
Collapsing thoughts
Succession of memories
Trotting timeline
Blistering limelight
Pressure cooker
Make your move
Take a poke
One voice to be spoke
Ending in silence
Last resort to the violence
Crumbling empire of dirt
Tapered, well-worn tee shirt
A gamble with fate
A date to end
Beginning to close out
Reflecting steel
It’s your lies I repeal
Aim to kill
For I’m the one who couldn’t feel
Robber of the grave
No more games
Break these chains
Onwards we go
Puncturing, pushing you back out of my thoughts
It’s for freedom we fought
Alone I sought
Your faithless actions got you caught
I’m goon on
On to the next level
Today I bleed out
Leaving you behind
A trail
A mess
An illusion of my timeline
In the end I know it’ll be fine
Awaken, to the realization
That you are no longer part
I passed your labyrinth walls of the Asylum
I move on
Take freedom back
It’s all mine
I’m a worry free man
I’ve written the plan
Walked a dust, sandy mile
For the life I compiled
I’ll stick around
Check mate!
Desolate eyes, a drooping face
No place in this space
Another misfiled case
The arms of liberty embraced
For all injustice
Relentless at pushing forward
Aiming for a new found truth
On last call inside a roadside phone booth
As I recall you were apart of my youth
It was a tall glass that helped smooth
Dancing groove
What’ve I got to lose
I was meant to break the rules
Living by no structure
It’s the explosion, erupting a flow of magma
Hot ash rises in the mist of awaking
Glowing lava
Pouring down
Avalanching to the foot heels
Scratching away at walls
Tearing up crumbling infrastructure
It’s a cycle endlessly spinning
None have dated it’s beginning
A acoustic bell ringing off
Loud out of the steeple
Village gathered people
Citizens of the misinformed
It’s a life appeal
In the old papers I choose to repeal
It’s my life I feel
I should be at liberty to choose, freely
Who makes it to the higher elect chair
It’s no longer there
I’ve torn down your lies
Burnt your house of greed
Given all your dollars to feed the need
I’ve come from a different breed
The working, spirit, free, being
It’s time, the hour has struck
I’m your mud I’m no longer stuck
Thundering, crashing I’ve found the sign
Taken the mountainside for a climb
Seen the elements in full swing
Sparkling diamond along the rugged, narrow Spring
Numb to your sting
Prepared, loaded, ready for action.