Why do I want you so damn bad?
You really make me squirm.
My innards rip apart in fire.
With just a single look from you,
My soul is set to burn.

APOCALYPSE

And when the wars were done
the soldiers left
to almost none
came marching home
to find no one.
for a madness had taken
soul and mind
of those left behind

across the skies
stained crimson red
churning black
Angels wings ripped and torn
filed two by two
out of Heaven's Gate
the dead by their side
singing ¬in excelsis deo
God was back….
.
Laughter of a nature divine
shook the universe
and fear owned the hearts
of Mankind
again

Feeling nothing more then the way you make me

Even if I'm down it's the feeling I get when your around

She got the power to turn a frown right side round

The upside... opposite of being down

It's a shame she's leaving town

Still I wished her the best even when inside I was wishing

She didn't have to go.....With everything in my soul I wanted to tell her don't

If I wanted the best for her I wouldn't be selfish

thanks all
it’s a sad day today
but all your appreciations
make way

and

sweet smiles I now
once again display

life's mission is so
that's all we know,
people come and people go

when who will come
we perhaps, may know
but who's to go
Heaven alone knows...

She owns each heart that dares to dream
and quickly initiates,
he settles for his drama spared
while he evaluates;

she chooses to quietly greet the dawn
and secretly contemplates,
he hears anguish, her voice is gone
as she deliberates.

She understands, he's indecisive
learning to tolerate,
he alone, can predict the future
for those that irritate;

She wanders lost inside his eyes
and feels him devastate,
he merely feigns a shocked surprise,
reaching out to violate.

TATTOOS

White hot sun scorches stones,
their crystals burning rainbows
sharp as glints of light that pierce the skin,
when patterns merge with matter,
man made magic, singed into the membrane thin,
a shout of pain the brain perceives,
no sound to hear, no star to see,

I love to read you
Dear Esker...

twill be a pleasure to meet you
when I come to Ottawa….

but then

I wouldn't like to risk my anonymity
Oh! what a pity
I can never meet ye
in all sincerity
but shall find a way
if wills divinity

rise ruby lisp
like a jewel lip
the hot house leap

We the attic tenders
an ache of cotton
stretched upon our arms
and the tall haze of summer
climber of the yard

we hear static whispers
in transistor resistors
the wind torn towers
transmitting

we are dark ovid acres
carbon crystals in the light
we are the hunger of water
when our loves hurt and parched
passion wends our sight

After flying extremely high
by my incompetent seat of my pants,
I finally took some time to study
how to turn down an awkward "dance".

Armed with this powerful knowledge
I'd look over both choice's results,
some asessments took me down fairer pathways
and with others, I just missed the boats!

Nonetheless, l owned each purchase
retaining what accompanied each choice,
Silently, I'll remember and regret them
or bellow disdain with my Big Daddy voice!

Lately this just friends 
Thing seems  more like a one 
way street than any kind
Of friendly relationship 

one can't help wonder
if you wouldn't feel better
just doing your own thing

Does a person really
need that many
Friends anyway .....
Just a few good friends
that should be sufficient
But we all have some
want or need to be liked