Sunday, September 11, 2016

Stop blaming America
stop blaming the guns
stop blaming gender
and wars and skin color

and your boss and inequality
look at your own violence

Stop blaming terrorists
and governments and
relationships and bosses
and jobs
and capitalism

Look at your own greed

Stop blaming your parents and
your history and your teachers
and OTHERS
STOP BLAMING OTHERS

and take responsiblity for your own lies
your own truth

STOP
and be still

The world will come into alingnment in your
stillness

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Our dreams crash
down so easily

Monday, September 5, 2016

Polluted my mind
with these dreams

Fears alive chasing
hiding for
centuries

(got lost somewhere
retreated up into my
mind)

Do I need to find my way
into the cave
or out of the
cave

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

So I heard you went
outlaw that one time
back in the day

People said he didn't give a shit
road too fast
didn't like commitment
(all lies)

They didn't know he dreamed
of Proustian masterpieces
or the conversations we had
on the trains back from Brooklyn

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Cool
Vortext (of my)
Nowness

Seems
locked inside a paradigm
she doesn't know
exists
I feel better in leather
Ink all weathered in
Dreams tattooed into
Skin.

(she burned like oil
Smoked into
Bones of
Machine)

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

You don't have to,
you don't have to
Sleep inside the structures
(dream inside the machine)

Explode into now with
Such ferocity
(all nows become your
Now)