Speak of the dreams you dream

Anxiety almost kept me from taking this, it’s on a curve in the highway…I did it…

and they will surely scare some

hovering around like pogonips while in Spain…

Does it get cold there, I hear no one complain…

Judgement clouded my minds eye

Involved not surprised at the rise of the spine…becoming entangled and entwined

The most ticklish spot in my mind, the light it does blind…mesmerized


Hues of the Blues

Seems my brain refuses to allow you to be a memory

Saying the storage is at full capacity

Or is it my heart that pleads, beating into eternity

Gray of shade is being rightfully placed, its getting harder to picture your face

yet your voice is still sending pulses to my brain, remaining

yet gone without a trace…

I guess this is how it works when you’re going insane

Have you not grown tired of this place

Directionally moving past the pain, yet some days feeling completely drained

In need of rubber, the kind that can erase, not remaining one single trace

My heart now held together with sutures of lace…

Continuing on with this one man show, some things must be faced alone…