Wednesday, March 22, 2017

How many deaths have you

(why are you so Fuk_n
dead inside?)

I ride
I just ride
shoot to live
live to shoot

(there is a goddess
or two somewhere in
time that remembers

Pune, German Bakery
Yes I'm so goddamn pheonix-

Monday, March 20, 2017


we reside in
freedom of the light
(don't touch my rifle
or my bike )

Somehting American in our
blood makes us not stand down
do you want a follower or a

I bend easy don't
ever brake
only follow my
own way
(which is the way of the

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Because you followed
your dream
it helped me to follow
my dream I don't know
what our chances are
or why we feel light
and ecstasy when are
hearts ride free and
everything dissapears

and all i need...

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Almost wish I
still loved you
So I could feel
the Sharpness of the

Angels set me
free one piece
at a time by
Stealing my burdens

Time-Lord Jesus
they don't realize I'm
just your Soldier

Riding through this
stain of a world
on the One True

My guts are inside that
Sould flies out of that

Monday, February 27, 2017

My love for you is
the same as pain
(mon papillon d'ete)

Mountain passion lingers
in peaks unmovable
down in the valleys we
are all to human
fragile dreams of glass we
never cooled enough
to be malleable

Sunday, February 19, 2017

This is the afterlife

I died somewhere in a
midnight tequila haze way back
in the summer of 88

Some crazed angel stooped low
reckoning intangible madness
straightening twisted

Freedom on the cusp of
carnage three joints into a
drug fueled haze the answer
came several years later from
divine sources

Monday, February 6, 2017

of course the machines
our alive we
created them