To stop feeling resentful toward someone for an offense,
Or to cease to think of or consider? I'm way too tense
When it comes to having to choose either or;
When my muse at it's leisure morns;
Not being able to let go, with my instability saying I should let it show
Perchance that others will make sound practical judgement
When it comes to understanding my anguish, without sanction.
Saddened because I see reluctance. Dreams of what wasn't.
Doesn't this clarify what not to choose?

Hello Darkness My Old Enemy
Take some time to collect your thoughts inside
The playing field is rough yet we have nothing to hide
Shallow promises made in the dark have come to light
With regard to mental illness we all struggle with the issue
Perhaps we haven't bitten far off then we could chew
A picture says a thousand words as if you haven't heard
The sign post up ahead read stop yet we kept going
It's not based in the know but in the doing that matters

Does she exude that air of classic poise
and do you long to gaze at her for hours?
Does her deportment seem more like a boy’s
than one of those intoxicating flowers?
She won’t enslave with feminine sweet powers;
her gangly limbs are not a sight to see,
yet there’s a special part of her that towers
as all who come to know her soon agree.

That something of her spirit bright and free,
soft smile which plays its music on her face;
a warm and kindly heart imparting glee,
dispelling life’s concerns without a trace.

the light of the motorized choir girl
shone on them
Grey Goose and some good
shit had them warm
the cold apartment
The Guard dog
Ugly with spiked collar
snored..
farted..
a television with
dripped wax candles
played 48 HOURS
their fave show!
Slipknot on the
old IPOD
Psychosocial
time was worn
on them like
their faded tatoos
skulls and kids
and old ladies
names
they brought out
the gifts from
the shoplifted
little tree
some tinsel

All routes we traverse
Places and phases diverse
Speck of Universe

ROSES AND THORNS

You are a thorn among roses,
sharp and cutting, hidden from the light
deep in the shadows of raging green.
evil is unknown until discovered cowering
behind smiles of honey, and Death soon
reveals itself in the eyes of the dying

Your age speaks
of experience
old is gold
but not today
we are only sold
to human machinations
if from the Internet
we stay away

or

don't have an iPad
what they say
debit and credit cards
are must
use em before
your brain
they crust

and say

all left behind
with no
''WILL''
is theirs

so take your cash today
have a gala day

drink wine and dine
then dance
all say

I'm looking for a feeling of deep admiration;
For something elicited by it's elation.
Not misguided, thinking it's better to be feared
Than to be appreciated and then endeared;
Not exactly in that order. As long as it's placed
As the center of what is the immaterial.
The actuating cause of my being; of my overseeing
My acute, distraught mentality; my lucid faults
Accented with the faculty for asking for what I lost.
Can I have your respect and love?

traffics steady stream
the airports glow atop
the hill
the people moving
the grit in their grimace
cheery chatter
the dogs nose picks
up the backscatter
we're alive on the track
nose to the trail
fingers freezing
wind finding all the
tears and cracks
in this old coat
and worn up pants
fashion be damned
we need a blazing
fire to dance in
the light
everyone heading
home from the shifts
the shopping for
the night
The old soul stirs