108: Ego
Listen to that song
‘A day without me’
Noise
Canceling
On
Completely Feral
Not as loyal anymore
Or
Just
Not as Blind
I’m Stitching Together
The Scraps
To make a Life
Now
If you don’t mind
My song
Is calling
108: Ego
Listen to that song
‘A day without me’
Noise
Canceling
On
Completely Feral
Not as loyal anymore
Or
Just
Not as Blind
I’m Stitching Together
The Scraps
To make a Life
Now
If you don’t mind
My song
Is calling
107: Your Emotional Landscape
An Ark
For words
Acceptance
Renewal
Journey Forth
Break Habits
Renovate
Your Emotional Landscape
Dare
To purge
Data
Driven
By Subconsciously Derived
Jewels
Set
Under pressure
To make you A Boat
Full
Of
Diamonds
106: True Eyes
Hatched
From An egg
Laid
In a cave
All I remember Now
Is
A lot of Heat
And maybe
Some Scales
Having left The Darkness
And only after My
Letting in the Light
Really letting it All
Sink in
I saw Everything
With
My own
True
Eyes
105: You’ve Emptied the Basin
I put a spigot in
To let Everything
Ooze Out
I thought
It would come
Out as work
Maybe style
Song?
Paint?
All that
Falls From this tap
Are words
These Lil Impish
Splashes
Curves
And Slashes
To Help Cure
The Imbalance
The Hot
The Cold
The Rubbish
The Good
And More
Get some Sleep
Breathe a Sigh
You’ve Emptied the Basin
For now
104: Luck
Luck
Could Come up
And bite me
I would
Turn it away
Undeserving
Under serving
What?
My
Purpose is
Was
And
Should Be
Shhhhhhhhh
Universe
Stop Giving out Gifts
Quit
Laying out Opportunities
Easter eggs
Clues
And Breadcrumbs
I won’t take ‘em
I’ve Been Trained
Ruthlessly Conditioned
To Be
Without
Anything Designated
As
Special
103: Before The Invention Of Song
We Sat Motionless
In
A Sea
Of
Thick Water
No
Flavor
Just
A
Viscous Void
Disabling Disasters
One
Disembodied Phrase
After another
Endless
Breathing
Sounding
Like Waves
Begging For interruption
Some ship
Or
Independent Vessel
To deposit
This
Perpetual
Abyss
102: Miles From Home
Traveled
So far
Miles
From Home
Worn out
Soles
And
Souls
No point
In struggling
You’ll
Only
Sink
Faster
101: Moving Violations
You’ve had Dreams About this
Riding along
In Your Subconscious
Moving Violations
Tucked In
For The Evermore
In
The recesses Of your brain
Handfuls
Of chemicals
Genetically
Inclined
To navigate
The Truck-Beast
Careening
Towards
The cliff
Hanging
Endings
That
Every Moment
Of
Every Day
When Things get Hot
We get bothered
Feels like
A Volcano
Inside
Angry Footsteps
Coming our way
Heartbeat
Mimics
Ears ringing
Strip it all down to nothing
On a peaceful
Sunday Morning
Everyone
Doesn’t do this
I see Those who do
Thru the windscreen
That drives us
In these
Moving Violations
100:
Deafening
Silence
At
The speed
Of light
All
Or
Nothing
Right here
Right now
True colors
Opinions
Judgment
Every day
Same story
99:
Writing it all down
Never
Enough
Energy
To turn these screws
Into songs
With voice
It runs to
so fast
So far
So quickly
Even tho
The words
Are so
Effervescent
They should be
Enough
To breathe life into
To get me
From
Pain
To
Pain
Emotion
To emotion
Like
A bedside
Vase
Full of blooms...
Nature says
Hey- I’ve got this