I doth delight in letting my dark passenger drive and dredge this often dull dwelling we call dirt. Denying this divine dimension of which I currently reside would be despicable. This darkness disturbs the dullards drowning in their dunce disease and douche bag dreams of distorted reality. I've dabbled and drunk from the depths of despair and deny the dim chance I'll ever dig down there.... again. Delving into devilries and debauchery destroying this dilemma of death.

I’ve lived in many ages
Different bodies every time
Like a book with many pages
Every chapter has been mine

I’ve worked in deep dark slave-mines
I’ve had bodies white and black
I’ve lived as royalty sometimes
And I just keep coming back

I’ve lived as male and female
Only bodies give me gender
Looking back at time’s long trail
Every lifetime is a wonder

I’ve been on other planets
Been a baby many times
With always different parents
Of my various body lines

You may think the world’s not watching.
Slave asleep to game plan’s pen.
‘More sinned against than sinning’
as you mouth a mute amen.

So much for step toe’s tapping.
The way the trees all bow to peep.
You receive an echoed answer.
Beg mysteries to sleep.

Don’t ring around tomorrow
or answer someone’s phone.
You may be the bride scold saviour;
In control but all alone.

WEDDING DAY

It is time to find
our tomorrow's memories
In today's kisses

no matter the day begone
a first kiss eviternal

as the sun does rise
starlings call carries in wind
land on peach dew lips

early footprints clearly seen
Inevitable arc trod

clean sand to walk on
our signature right here
no one before us

buoyant steps to journey so
greetings overcome sorrow

treasured dew drops form
tipping new sunlight colour
love streaming outward

Transpose these words spit from tongues lashing. The prose conforms in an eloquent fashion. Framed in a forgotten subtext of silence, an esoteric embrace unfolds to surround all sentient waste. Drawing upon a death dance to resurrect the remains of a subliminal sense of salvation or some fraction of sanity. Confined by chains of vanity, feeding the machines empowering a false egotistical mindset, malfunctioning gears give way to revel a grim glimpse of an impossible perfection as promised, a calumny never to propagate. Your reflections distort as demons dance within lucid dreams of lunacy.

How crazy these delusions,
That arise in sheer confusion
For half-asleep it sets in my mind,
An eternity where thoughts are unconfined
Sense it makes when in this state,
But soon a reminder follows
A quick awakening brings reality, returns normality
To this half-deluded mind
As if to ever find,
Some sort of conclusion
What is normality, but an illusion?

No special traveler am I, but another just as you.
I make my way through this life as best I can,
with hopes for joy and little pain.
Coping with the whatever comes my way.
Sometimes growing, sometimes not.
I travel this road lighter now,
bringing with me little of time or fortune.
For most of both are long since spent just getting here.
The only thing of value I have left,
are these tiny bits of person I call me.
The last of my treasure which I will freely share with you.

Frequent visitor to my thoughts are you.
Joyful respite from the mundane.
Sometimes conjured up and not.
But the greatest fun of all,
those out of nowhere thoughts of you.
They play their endless game of hide and seek.
Conceal themselves behind the pages of a book,
between the lines of some report.
Even found peeking out from behind the cloud of
some decision being made.
When tripped across they linger not long enough
for contemplations touch, before they're off again.

call me poison
i am annoying
because in speak fact that some will not be enjoying
mother nature has become profit
uncle wallet is thinking nothing of it
that is why natural disasters
are not willing to forefit
grass will forever be greener on the other end
call me a locked up prophet
my words damage and slaughter
they let you see horror and trauma
we battle to find peace within us
i might just
bribe an official
to recieve a wonderful Merry Christmas
because he is a uniformed criminal