So Over You

I'm sorry my love.

I know not what I do.

The words of last nights quarrel,
only worsen a fools errand.

We live,
we learn,
we fight,
we die,
we cry,
we try,
only to learn,
I'll never get over you.

Bone Dry

Panic,
feeds the,
hunger,
lessens the,
pain.


The vein under my eyelid pops and throbs,
but there's nothing I can do.

I live so heavy hearted
with the aspirations of greatness,
but the fear and disappointment swallow me whole.

My greatest self worth,
lives in a former life.

What did I do to deserve this in-effective continuity running through my bones?

Words For Birds

Impressions can sting harder than assumptions.


Smoke might fill your eyes,
liquid poisoning the lungs,
while cancer eats your bones.

Lasting actions will release the grit on your soul.

Don't stray from the unusual.

Strange is what fuels the unique. 

Don't Break It

To beat the streets,
pandering to complexity,
move with a stillness to the heart.