mismatched

foraging the candied lands
to find a blue mongoose
inventing dreams of happy trails
between the orange plumes
carolling from house to house
seeking many red balloons
imagining the infantry
wearing tiny yellow shoes

pleasantly

the itsy bitsy modern man climbed up the mound of debt
down came the acid raid and quenched the city's drought
out came the sun and fried out all their brains
and the itsy bitsy skeleton was forged into the grout

building blocks

there's not a gain in this maze
carrots dangling you can't obtain
verbose descriptions may entertain
will succumbs when it should abstain
inconclusive diction juxtapose the frame
indigenous people where sources refrain

come closer to the edge, a lingering voice
given the options, there is only one choice
ligaments fragment with coldness gripping
everything bends to break creatures living
in this hole fueled by blood pumping furiously
tears rain deep into the river lost curiously

there is no escape between the small cracks
embedded in the messages splitting the paths
imagine what you will and seek another thrill
there is no way to ensure what dies is killed
we are surely saved
i am still amazed

i can't believe it's not winter

my mind just went blank
flash flood the think tank
medicine for the ill renewed
will pop the latent head balloon
wine and cheese if you ask me please
bring about your newly found disease
spread some laughter on hot morning toast
regretting last night, becoming the most
sickening
bitter
the variations in your rose-colored conduit
cannot surmise what's in this melting pot black
disturbed by a cloud swath in cool breeze
illustrations exausted and tickled beneath
these merry men lead horses
picking up tulips for a wounded soldier
breaking habits like mirrors
repressed hopeless feelings flutter
sprinkling the tops of shambled ruins
in an orchestral order to die for
a secret message to live for
someone sleeps on the cold floor
waiting for truth to speak
the message is bleak
like fate's whispering gardens
producing berries to ripen
garbled
shining
pressed
droplets

losers seem to win

in the darkest pit of fabled souls
pitter patter the message creeps
joyously sprouting from the cavern's walls
a seed of knowledge blooms in faith

hidden from the optic realms of nature
egregiously bantering for doom, a voice echos madly
herein, ignorance is bliss as the salvation tool
lessons of the soul are recorded by passion's wake

vehemently issuing a dream's recourse
the unknower finds what the message blinds
regarded as a gambler pushing odds
the wise one waits in the tree flourished

innocence flies away in a flashing storm
surely gone, it won't return in time
passing close to a razor's teeth for debt's sake
smiles abound in the halls of unity, rejoice this day

winners always lose

it's my time to shoe shine

encapsulated in a forgotten tomb
surrounded by majesty in this room
if any adventurer dare to climb
to this jaded mind in due time

there are many puzzled fortresses you'll find
to protect what's lost inside a memory's bind
without any method for their magnificent release
another idea fails the test and meets its defeat

politely poke at the dancing gestures
encrypted into many innocent lectures
spiraling within a fiction's buckled sheath
who knew that treasures lie just beneath

vigormortis

i burn my candle all along the wick
with lines so predictable you outta be sick
but why won't the message finally stick
because of a brainwashed pig playing with his dick

salvation c/o

but beyond
all our crazed ideals and ideologies
we all share
the forever-people memories
of running water
hot grass on face
the touches of fleshes
the tastes of tears
and a million other most beautiful {est} of things.

jwh,.

faith in frenemies

abolishing the means to reconcile
sticky gossip brew the infant mindset
another closet behind the threshold
hiding sets of keys jangling softly
swift winds wither meadows away
behind the hillside covered in brush
languid meter measures sour specimens
gyroscopic detailing for the weathermen
fashioning a cross for sore eyes
blistered by an unspeakable truth
they seize the seas and laugh merrily
forever lost by breadcrumbs heavenly
pushing forth a vacant cause
and a dutiful messenger filled with awe
wishing for anger behind imagined walls
proving nothing bitter stands tall
i consume my flesh to make ends meet
where you carry empty baskets above your feet
don't settle me down, i'm ready to fight
another shadow and a pilgrim with unease
plastering drapery across the barren fortress
hoping to hide behind your doorstep
and who is welcome but the death reaper
this population beckons a brave gatekeeper

true blue

luscious dreams of my imagination
record memories of eternal damnation
speaking to the followers who fled on foot
as they return to the realm of purity, blinded
the light breaths unity in each of us
igniting our souls to ripened passion
this is the test
we all know best
better than the rest
until we must invest
be true
go blue

i want to feel like i have a purpose
i do have a purpose
i want to learn of magnificent happenings
i have seen magnificent happenings
i want to feel loved by a good source
i am loved by a good source
i want to be free from attachment's worries
i'm still working on it

mediabolical hell-O

critical of the emphasis on monetary values brewed
the rules to blindly abide are meant to be eschewed
demote your understanding right to the core
remember that it is always healthy to explore

the only support these parties have to their banner colors
is the favoritism they hope to bind subliminally uttered
with stage managers and rings of fire, it seems as if a circus
with terrific feats and clowns to boot, just to overwork us

with prideful assuage of the facts, embellishing inadequacies
the only thing we should abhor are the failed fake democracies
stuntmen paid the highest bill can't even use their "wealth"
as they are locked in cages to spread rumors of ride health

so what is the point of this insane conglomerate hell?
what do the letters between the lines ultimately spell?
damnation of the putrid fucks who try to silence us
and without a brain all roosters forever run amok

pick up that book and open your new eyes to nature's love
erase the media's choke hold snooze button to wake up
greet each other kindly as if we won't be here ever again
because that truth is real and you may miss it before your life begins

ignore the names that reputation sputters forth with avarice
don't deplore those brave souls who are cautiously labeled mavericks
improve your situation because the end is surely nearby
waiting under cloaked military structures to pressure we subside

only once you sleep

I reluctantly wake up early at dawn
Singing the blues before I’m even gone
Misplaced and disgraced, lost track of the vibe
Waiting for my life to lead me back to the tribe
Unspoken
Forgotten
Welcoming the ideas of the shambled ruins you possess
In your mind and in your soul, of the wrongs you confess
Wishing won’t save me now, from the indelible fortunes crossing
When every traitor of the pact bellows incredulous acts to boss me
Enchanted
Branded
You look to me like a cow crossed with slaughterhouse fate
Dreaming up the labels to mark me as an enemy of the state
I amend myself when through dreams of truth there’s nothing left
Until you prove to me in the swiftest time your intelligence is bereft
Charming
Alarming
A doorstep at your feet and denial until you sleep, you’ve misunderstood
Clambering the breadth of hell to tell you to do what you already should
Indefinitely ignoring the signals before you let out a peep
Remember this: if you have any life, it’s only once you sleep