RPM’s
miscellaneous
by Roger Philip Mouflier
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2nd Edition 2012
Copyright 2009 by R.P.Mouflier
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FOREVER NEVER ENDS
Circles
Lines
Shapes
and colors
No beginning
No direction or intention
No end
THE MAN WHO MADE TIME STOP
Does anyone
remember?
The Man Who Made Time Stop
With a wave of a hand
Can you recall an
age?
When Time did not exist
The Clock never moved
The Sun
always shined
Dreams were magic movies
You could never stay
awake long enough
To finish
Warm pajamas
Fragrant sheets
Soft pillows and safety
And the best sleep you ever had
Because
You didn’t know what you would one day wake up to
THE LAST FRONTIER
It’s
Midnight
Energy is everywhere
Night is a living breathing
creature
That has come out to play with us
If only for a
little while
Those of us who stay
awake long enough
Get to see it in a different light
A gift
that’s given with Love
Our senses awakened
by the breeze
Breathing on our skin
The air breathes itself
back in
Humanity’s last frontier
Out there somewhere on a two
lane black top
I CANNOT THINK OF A NAME
Travelling further
and further down
A road paved in deceit
Waking in the early
morning hours
Making quiet escapes from the night before
Asking
redundant questions to the absence of an audience
There is no logic
here
Only chaos
To keep me alive and on edge
When Life seems
to settle down a little too much
Nothing is ever done
For the sole purpose of doing it
It just happens
These are
the reasons for my decisions
Even if I can’t decide
FOR A CHANGE
You cannot
change
That you will change
ANCIENT YOUTH
Ancient Soul veil
Young Flesh
A fresh new face for the crowd
FIRE IN THE YARD
Backyard party on
Prosper Street
A day spent planning
Preparing for the night’s
festivities
The sky grew
darker
We were anxious and excited
The Fire burned bright
enough
To create a day time illusion
Until we brought it down
to reason
So we could cook over it
After we finished
our feast
We carried on into lost logic
Finding friends against
the fence
We could not sleep
until dawn
There is never enough time
To do everything you need
to
As tomorrow became today
We were still alive but
The
rust was beginning to show
HIDING/SEEKING
I ran as she chased
me
From yard to yard
Down the lane
Laughing
Using the
night’s blanket
For cover
I NO NOTHING
Life has a way
Of
allowing people
To wall themselves in
A world in which
You
are the center of the universe
Where nothing matters except
you
Reality has a sure fire method
Of slowly breaking it down
Chipping away the wall
For as long as it takes
Until you
wake up in a new world
As an insect in the streets
NOTHING LASTS FOREVER
We all feel the need
to be immortalized
Leaving a foot print
A name and date etched
into a sidewalk somewhere
A memory burned into a mind
HUMAN HIGHWAY
People and places on
the highways of life
Around and round we go
Never knowing where
we’ll end up
INSIDE THE OUTSIDE
What a strange and
unusual life I’ve lived
If my story were told
No one would
believe it
Exciting
Ordinary
Surreal
I was an outsider
once
Always looking in
From the abandoned fields of rebellion
ON THE PORCH
Something is going
on here
But
Nothing is really happening
I’m just sitting
on my front porch
Drinking beer
Reading and writing
Thinking
They think I know
What I’m doing all the time
If only they knew!
The truth
I’m as lost as the rest of you
But
I’m no longer
afraid to face
The staring shadow in the corner
A life full of
strangers called friends
A complete mystery even to me
I wonder
what they think
Nothing is ever for
certain
So I live for today on my front porch
As tomorrow could
be gone before I wake
FRIDAY NIGHT SCENE
A handful of
cigarettes and a bunch of time
Friday Night had just been born
I
was there waiting
Waiting to run with it
To take it as far as
it could go!
It started slowly at
first
Time down to a stop
Very little movement
People came and
went
Talking about the possibilities
The evening’s
unrealized potential
The cars trickled down the street
A park
watched from across the way
It seemed that everyone
Had
someplace to go
Except me
I knew the night
would come
Together soon enough
PEOPLE IN THE STREET
People in the street
ask me for change
And yet
They are unwilling to change
UNTIL THE WEEKEND COMMITS SUICIDE
Staring out the
window
Looking at the future
Tomorrow threatens to make me
sleep
Today has almost perished
Yesterday is already
forgotten
Weekly cycle of biding my time
Time spent waiting on
a call
From my friend Friday
Calling on his two
sisters
Saturday and Sunday
We’re gonna go until
The
weekend commits suicide
AS LONESOME AS I
While walking alone
in the rain at night
I finally found something as lonesome as I
TO ME IT DOES IF NOT TO YOU
I wish I could walk
into nowhere
Step into a void and disappear
Maybe then I could
find myself
Someone like me
OUT AND IN
Are we all looking
out from within?
Sharing the inside with the outsider’s
perspective
ARE YOU STILL HERE?
Are you still
here?
Speak to me to prove your existence!
Do something to show
me you’re real
Appear before me so I can witness your face
I
need to know
Are you still here?
LOCKED IN
I’m locked inside
my head
With no chance of ever escaping
A FUNERAL SUMMER SONG
Faded sunshine
On
the cheeks of small children
Autumn leaves
Beneath their
feet
Changing and dying
Summer’s funeral
She died so
young!
Winter’s growing cancer
Inside her blackened
lung
Heavy coats
Dragged out of the
closet
Toques
Gloves
Sweaters and scarves
Waiting for
their time
To step out on stage
In Death
The Summer was
barely present
Her absence an abscess
Cold pain alone
STORM PICTURE
Natural
Power
Energy
A great storm
begins
Reluctantly at first
And then it comes
In a full
attack
Raging down on the city
Thunder’s gunfire
Brilliant
lightning
Pounding rain
Coming together
To form a picture
From beyond this world
The windows
rattle
As the lights go dim
Off and on
On and off
Again
The storm
comes
PICTURE STORM
Beneath black skies
above
Cold water
Washing away the dirt from the streets
Hypnotized
Dazed
Confused
Running
for cover
Trapped out in the rain
It’s too late now
There’s
nowhere to hide
Drenched with fists clenched
Soggy newspapers
Held above expensive hair
Streams of makeup
Trickling down
their cheeks
On angry faces dripping in despair
ROOTS
I can’t find a way
out of this place
The city of my birth
A prison
There were
so many doors to choose from
As the years came to pass
My soul
remained chained
Rooted to a single speck of dust
On a great
and giant planet of possibility
TIME
Time is running out
It’s time now to go
NOT THE NIGHT
For eighteen
years
I’ve been in love
I was so young
When I saw her at a
glance
Beautiful
Amazing
Brilliant
I still see her as
she was
She’s the same in my eyes
Time cannot tarnish her
with age
She retains eternal youth
For as long as our love
exists
She is forever
However
We are
both aware
Of the helpless tragedy
That we must face
She
cannot be with me
Or anyone else because
She is not a person
and
I am not the Night
NEVER ENOUGH
I am on fire, I am
alive!
My star is on the rise
Only to fall
My time is
today
There are no tomorrow’s left
To waste
RIGHT TO LEFT
The right time has
come when
There is little time left
TIME TO ROLL
In the great and
immortal words
Of Lee Ernest Nolin:
“It’s time to roll”
COLD BROTHERS AND WARM SISTERS
Fall has come to
break our Summer dreams
To be led into Winter’s submission
The
Cold Brothers work against us
Or so we might like to believe
When
he comes to take the place of his kin
And how we loathe his
arrival
As we mourn her departure
The Cold Brothers
are despised for no reason
Except for doing what they’re
supposed to
The Warm Sisters are seen with fierce love
Seasons
of refuge from their siblings
We run to them
As though they
will heal us
Releasing us from the dreary confines
Of tight
warm places
JANUARY
January is a cold grave
TIME IS MONEY
You make time more
valuable
When you spend it with me
It’s priceless
because
There is never enough
To last forever
AS THE YEARS PASS
Everything happens
so fast
It’s hard to keep an eye on the time
As the years
pass
People spread apart
Like the wings of an eagle
Everyone
flies somewhere else
Leaving friendships and good times
As
presents of memory
IT’S ALL GOOD
In the
afternoon
Sitting in a local restaurant
Eating a greasy
meal
Talking to the friendly waitress
Thinking of last night’s
rise and fall
It began in
anticipation of excitement
There were no clocks
No limits
No
time
We had eternity to destroy ourselves
Forever to find a
place to crumble and fall
I fell asleep
outside
Across the street
From the bar
My friends woke me
up
Shoving me into a cab
Before I could be pissed upon
They
tried to abduct me
For more good times
But
I escaped and
slept
On my bathroom floor
WATCHING THE RISE OF THE FALL
Summer is
dead
Killed by the rain
The softness of sunshine
Maimed and
murdered
Autumn has come
To take us to the Winter
Summer’s
ghost still lingers
On a Saturday afternoon
THERE’S NO GOING BACK
Faded ghost locked
in memory
Scents
Sights and sounds
I can almost
reach
Infinite corridors of life
The past long dead
Taunts
me in the present
Laughing into the future
A mantra:
There’s no going
back
There’s no going back
There’s no going back
FACE OF FACES
Faces of Past
Faces
of Present
Faces of the Future
I face them
all
Yesterday
Today
And Tomorrow
SEARCHING
I searched
my dreams and memories to find you
Only to find you beyond my
reach
THE COMING SUMMER
Summer is coming!
To
deliver us to another door
Through one we can walk
Back into
the world of warmth and sunshine
UPSIDE DOWN
I remember the first
time
My world was turned upside down
I was 12 years old
In
the death of a family friend
Confusion
Anger
A circle of
friends
Torn apart
I was shipped off to an aunt
When I
returned
My world was a darker place
The villain had bested the
hero
The cat ate the mouse
Nothing could ever be right again
As
I was once and always told
There was now death in life
No one
was immune
There was no cure for isolation
No way to get back
MOTORCYCLED
Elementary
school
French emersion
Kids dropped off in minivans
Family
sedans
Trucks
A motorcycle stops at the curb
I get off and
go inside
Clutching my helmet tight
Curious glances from my
classmates
A glaring principal
Sympathetic teachers
Everyone
made me feel awkward and ashamed
Not near as ashamed as I feel
now
For ever feeling that way
I was never one of them and I’ll
never be
I’m proud of who I am
I love being me
24/42
I recall a time
when
The hours were like days
The weeks were months
Stretching
into years that lasted for decades
A man of 24 looks into the
mirror
At the 42 year old man staring back at him
ROUND AND ROUND
Living in a
whirlwind
Round and round we go
The floor comes up
The
ceiling falls
Walls turning
Round and round we go
The week
is a prelude
To the weekend’s steady cycle
Spin and spin
until it’s spun
A web of madness
From within the mirror
Comes inside out
M OF M
Morning of
mourning
The passage of friends
Lovers and time
SUMMER
Oh summer!
Where
art thou?
I miss you so much
And
Love you with all of my
heart
Can you remember all the time we spent?
Together
Those
precious little moments we shared
Like secrets between small
children
Whose oaths and promises mean the world
We were meant
for each other
I noticed you from day one
I saw how everyone
wanted you
And how sad they were whenever you left
I always
waited for you
To come back for me
For you I was always
faithful
I just thought you should know everything
And
that
I’ll always be here waiting for you
THE INFINITES
Empty lines on
telephone vines
Running from pole to pole
Endless railroad
tracks
Stretching out across the land
Eternal highways carving
paths
Through the invisible wall of a sleepless city
Imaginations
rise and shine
In the sun’s ocean of sky
FUTURE
The future is
bright
Brighter than it’s ever been
It’s a friendly place
I’ve always wanted to see
S
Secrets in the
sand
Scattered all across the land
Deep beneath the surfaces of
the sea
FIRE
Fire
Beautiful
fire!
How I long to hold you
Only to become you
You are the
brightness of my shadow
Dancing in the trees
On the walls and
in the sky
Burning forever in my heart
VIRGINITY LOST
I can remember the
first time
I was ever inside her
How she pulled me in
With
gentle arms
It was dark and warm
And it felt so good going
in
Like Heaven
I never wanted to come out again
From the
first bar I ever entered
EVERY
Every day I get a
little stronger
A little wiser
And closer
To who and where
I want to be
CHANGES
Did you notice the
little changes?
That changed you as you were forced
To grow up
SUNLIFE
There is nothing
like
A life spent living
In the sun
I WISH IT WOULD STAY
The streets shined
in dark gold
Slick with rain
The trees whispered
Secret
desires into my ears
Watching me as I walked
Taking my
time
Savoring each breath
Choosing my footsteps carefully
There
was nothing but possibility on this night
The world looked as
though it had been reborn
I wanted to fly through it
I longed
to see it with the sky’s eyes
A penguin’s desperation
Being
a bird that cannot fly
In spite of my despair
A bright light
shined inside my chest
As I took my peaceful soul out for a
walk
Wishing it could stay this way
Forever
MIDNIGHT MAN
Sirens screaming in
the streets
A can of beer in hand for breakfast
A cigarette for
dessert
Watching the morning traffic
Salvaged cassettes playing
on the stereo
The park across the street is the scene
Scents of
the outside world sliding in
Sleep should be already
Promises
and promises spoken
Always broken
By the Midnight Man
DEAD DREAMS
Sometimes all I
see
Are the ghosts of my dead dreams
Staring at me without
speaking
Accusations burning in their eyes
They hate me for
letting them die so easily
For giving up on them
When they
needed me the most
DOOR 84
I’m waiting for an
opening
It’s been so long now since the beginning
Patience is
not something
I’ve been able to master
The door I speak
of
A passage
A route
A highway of opportunity
I’ve waited for
far too long now
It seems like I’ve missed my chance
In this
life
I over looked the opening
In one of my hasty
decisions
And who knows?
I’m still looking
I haven’t
given up on it yet
TUESDAY
Once again
The
front porch was the scene
Of my serenity
A place of peace and
logic
A room in which time could be stopped
My troubles ticking
away unnoticed
In some other room
As I looked out at the world
I went into the
kitchen
To grab a bottle of wine
To bring it to the park
Down
At the end of my street
I sat on the bench
Over looking a
creek
The river’s connection
A great view
I uncorked the
bottle
And took a sip
I paused as I drank in
The entire
scene
I took little sips
As I switched to smoke
I swore to
myself
There was nothing
Better on this earth
No place else
I wanted to be
Than sitting in the dark
On a park
bench
Drinking a bottle
Of home made wine
Watching the
world
As it walked by
CLOUDED BLOOD CLOT
The sky is
bleeding
Midnight’s tears
Running down the
streets
Alive!
Waking nature
From a dry summer’s death
TO BE TOLD
What can I tell you?
About the man you used to know
I don’t know where he is
I
can’t remember what his laugh sounded like
The live one that
used to light up a room
That smile a treasure uncovered
Rotten
now from being forgotten
Goodness gone
The one thing that set
him aside from the others
So what can I tell you?
About the man
you used to know
25
Twenty five years
later
After 1980
I exist as a scrap of humanity
Fighting for
a small chunk of the anthill
Clawing and scratching at an
invisible door
In 25 years from 2005
I can’t even imagine
where I will be
I can only hope that I’ve acquired
My piece
of the pie
FRACTURED
For a moment
A
mere fraction of a second
I forgot who I was
END OF IT ALL
The end of it all
has come and gone
A summer funeral of nighttime song
New
seasons born on the deaths of the others
The newborns crying for
absent mothers
SEIZE IT
Is it even
possible?
To find what I’ve lost
Could I seize it
resurfaced?
Finding and seizing are 2 different things
One can
stumble across something lost but
Can they grasp it once it’s
found?
Separation can split you away from it
Isolating and
trapping it in the past
Located down some narrow corridor of
memory
While you yourself hold its twitching corpse
Dying in
your hands
From having squeezed it too tightly in the
night
Drowning in the midst of a dream
SLOW HOT SUNDAY
Slow hot Sunday
An
afternoon on its death bed
Telling tall tales of great
victories
The coldness of a can in my hand
Reminding me of the
6 am hockey practices
I used to attend
I always missed the
Saturday morning cartoons
But now on this slow hot Sunday
I
have great stories to tell
TIME ON MY MIND
Nothing on my mind
except time
Ticking away until it’s gone
What time is it?
Do
you have the time?
Who me?
Never
I ONCE THOUGHT
When I once
thought
That to think was beyond thinking
Feeling to feel
For
the sake of feeling
Empty tombs of word graves robbed
Why did I
not know to say no?
What was I thinking to feel?
DROWN
don’t want to be
desperate
I never want to need
Always craving things I cannot
have
I’m always desperately in need
Soon I will be overcome
I
will drown
Everything happens so fast
There’s no time to stop
it now
There’s no slowing this one down
Not anymore
THERE’S NO WAY TO TELL
There’s no way to
tell
If I’m still here
If I’m still able
To live
There
is no time left right?
To do everything I need to do
There’s
just no way to tell
DEAD DAYS
I always watch the
sunrise alone
It’s ok
I’m alone too
We’re a pair of
loners left behind
As each day unfolds
No one ever looks back
to see if we’re coming
No one cares that we don’t
We die
for another day of sunshine
Dying everyday
FOREVER
Dragging my feet
To
slow the inevitability
Of tomorrow’s arrival
I want to remain
within
The cool confines
Of the night’s sleeping death
PAST
I can recall a time
when
The future was a dream
An escape from the present
Hope
in the unknown
COLD AUTUMN
On a cold afternoon
in Autumn
I stared at the sun in the sky
Standing on the
river’s shore
I felt my hate die inside
I know now
There’s
no reason
To be bitter and angry
There’s no room for
remorse
No reason for any of this
Especially when
There’s
so much to be grateful for
Each and every day
That I am
allowed to live
My stupid little life
OLD SCHOOL
The old schools
I
used to attend
Hallways that stank
Like cleaning products
Chalk
and piss
Angry teachers
Detention rooms
Gym classes in
which
I would always step off to the side
Anti social
playgrounds
Circles of angry faces
Awkward moments
Of a shy
first love
DO IT AGAIN
If I could do it
over again
I would
While knowing
If I were given a
chance
To change things
Everything would change
I would have
done more than I did
I would try to make it last a little longer
I
would do anything to go back
To stay there forever
WHAT TIME IS IT?
How can time slip
away so easily?
You can get ahead of it when you are young
You
have a whole lifetime ahead of you to waste
Time gets shorter as
you get older
It cannot be saved like money
You can’t buy it
either
It can however steal from you
Once your time is up
That’s it!
Once your time comes you realize
You were
never ahead of the time
You only got ahead of yourself
SO ANYTHING GOES
Everyone will die
someday
Everything must end somewhere
Nothing lasts forever
So
anything goes
TIMES CHANGE
How the times
change
Only to leave me behind
Forever to stay the same
SAME STREETS
Roaming the same
streets
For 25 years
Here I am
I’m from here
BLACK RIVER
The past recedes
Becoming a series of memories
Fragments of life
Scattered
around the room
TOGETHER
Looming
thoughts
Heavy heart
We could fix it
Together
FORGOTTEN LEGEND
I could one day be
A legend forgotten
A ghost conjured
With words
Stories
and tales
A legacy
Living longer
Than the life I had
lived
SELFLESS ANGEL
The river came up and swallowed you
You
went beneath the surface with a smile
You the great
martyr
Sacrifice of a selfless angel
The river knows of your
kindness
She knows you did it for me
Now I’m alone
TIME SO LONG NO SEE
Come inside my
head
Take a seat and listen up
There are no rules in here
Once
you cross the barrier
My insides are completely open
Nothing is
ever off limits
There are no secrets between us
You’ll be a
part of me for awhile
I won’t be able to hide anything
You’ll
know it all
Our time together will be pure
Untainted
reality
Screaming in your face!
Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake
up!
WELCOME TO THE NIGHT
The night welcomed
us with open arms
Hiding inside a warm embrace
All of our wants
and needs fulfilled
Living for each other’s survival
Without
us
The night would have been neglected
Without the night
There
would be no stage for us
To perform ourselves upon
DOWNGROUND
There are ways
inside
Methods to maneuver
Sliding to solution
Come on down
the hall!
To the door
The missing keys on hidden rings
Answers
seeking questions
No more lessons learned
As history is
burned
To the ground
REWIND
Can we ever go
back?
Rewind the lines
Stopping time
Can it ever be the same
again?
Could we make it better?
Never!
In vain we’ll
try
Attempts in futilities so ironic
We’ll never even know
FADED AND CHAINED
Trapped
Locked
Faded
and Chained
To every person I’ve ever been
1 + 1 = 11
I dream of the
perfect woman
Who will never exist for me
She’s out there
I
know that much
I know her like I know myself
We are the same
person
Split in 2
Same soul
Same mole
Same heart
Looking
for our reflection
In the shadows
The other half of the whole
I
sometimes wonder
If she’s out there searching for me
Lost
somewhere in this incoherent chaos
The times in which we live
THE DOOR IS OPEN
If you were able
to
Step inside
Would you want to come in?
I’m in here
hiding
Waiting and watching
There’s no evil
Nothing
sinister about it
I’m only lonely and stranded
Somewhere in
the wrong time
Is that you?
Are you coming in?
Come on
The
door is open
YESTERDAY
Yesterday was a hole
I walked into
The empty realm of myself
Left there alone
To
die
TEMPERATURE OF TIME
One must tread
fiercely
Against the currents of time
Before they are swept
away
Into oceans of memory
FATAL CIRCLES
I’m swimming in
fatal circles of flame
Burning
Drowning
Going down
HAPPY
It hurts
I can’t
make it stop
It burns
It won’t stop until I’m dead
I
long
For the end to come
Salvation for my blackened soul
SEATTLE WINNIPEG
Feels like Seattle
out there
Seattle Winnipeg
The sky is pissing sadness down
Fast
cars through constant puddles
Drenching the lost ones
Cursed
forever to walk alone in the rain
Somewhere else in the dismal
city
Shotgun sounds a fatal song
A split second decision
A
lifetime of loss
Grayness of a dying day
Sinks into our skin
We
become it
The Dream is to die
The Truth is a lie
FAST TIME
Time is going faster
I guess I’m getting older
LOST FOOTAGE
Memories of you
resemble
Lost footage on Super 8 film
Grainy pictures
Fragments
of your face
I can’t remember
If any of it was real
I
never see myself in these memories
Dead times in which I once
lived
SOLITARY SOUL
Solitary soul
Alone
in crowded rooms
Voices of the past return to haunt me
Chanting
truths I cannot deny
LONGING
Longing for the
summer’s days
Raining nights awake
Empty streets
Blinding
sun
Oceans in the sky
Longing for it all
Inside winter’s
prison
White frozen fire
Burning skin exposed
As the night
glazes over
I WILL GO
Slipping away from
it all
Everyone
Everything
Nothing left to stop the
descent
I will fade and fall until
I am no more
One day a
time will come
When no one will be able to remember
That I
ever existed
When it is my time
I will go out gallantly
With
my pride and dignity intact
RELIEVED
Unchained from the
past
Freedom now from yesterday’s torment
In the ability to
move on
No more looking over the shoulder
To see the gray pale
steel of being trapped
If you look it in the eye
It will see
you
It will focus on your demise
Turn away!
Just turn around
and run unshackled
From the past’s restraints
Dreaming
dreams
And only dreams
No more nightmares
THE LONLIEST SOUL
A crowd once
gathered on the grounds
Around the bonfire in the yard
They
gravitated into my circle
I didn’t even reach out
They just
came
I could not turn them away
It’s not in my nature
The
time has passed
Into a great compost heap of memory
To rot in
the swamps of yesterday
HAND ME DOWN WISDOM
I know the secrets
I
can teach them to you
Only if you’re patient
Time must pass
Age
in accumulation
Dust must be allowed to gather
You must be
willing
You have to be open
You must believe
Clear your mind
Open
your heart
Let go of everything
Breath
Look
Touch
Listen
Laugh
Love
Rejoice
Savor
Enjoy
You can come with
me
If you are ready
FLOW
Wandering
Pacing
distances
Further out each time
Let’s hit the
city!
The city hits you back
So crawl into your country cave
To
heal wicked wounds
Building courage out of a box
Return to the place of the pain
The streets
Are
wet with desire
Slip yourself inside
Into the womb
A
new joy
Comfort
Isolation
Perfection in solitude
The womb cracks like
glass
A spider web of delicate vulnerability
Exposure at any
moment!
First breath
First
sight
First death
Then light!
Awareness
Fragility
Alive
In appreciation of
the smaller things
Greater than you
Prone to being lost inside
yourself
Surrounded by the walls you’ve made
Release!
Freedom!
Confusion!
Fear!
Screaming in your
brain
Ringing in your ear
Repeating the
pain
Death
Defeat
Denial
The repair of
self
Begins at zero
LIFE
The old timers know
it best
Because they’ve lived it
CHOKING
I’m choking on the
silence
Surrounded by the emptiness
Chained to my loneliness
In a scene that I created
THE TRUTH IS IN THE STREETS
Bricked walls
Black
iron
Dirty windows
Cracked and broken
Newspapers in the
wind
Down in the dampness
Of an inner city alleyway
A
search is taking place
A search of the soul perhaps?
Maybe
Shadows
moving behind the scenes
In search of food and warmth
Mice and
men
Living side by side
Down in the dirt
Dreaming of the
better days
A time talked of in silence
The truth has a dirty
face
Many choose to ignore
Sometimes holding a sign at an
intersection
Living day to day
Hour to hour
Begging for
money
The truth is living in the streets
AFTER MIDNIGHT
After midnight is
magic in the air
There is a feeling out there
Something
primitive and powerful
Ancient and wise
Peering out from the
dirty alleyways
From the trees and in the streets
REMEMBER WHEN?
I remember what it
felt like
To be in love for the very first time
I remember
cheating death at the age of 3
My first wet dream at fourteen
No
matter how hard I try
I cannot remember being born
IT’S OUT THERE
I feel it
Can
you?
It’s out there
Waiting for us
A starving beast
Tip
toeing around the skyscrapers
Lying out in the empty
fields
Lurking in the parks at night
I feel it
Can you?
27 ROUNDS
Life is a fist
fight
Each year
Another round
With each birthday
Comes
the ringing of the bell
The rounds change
The fight stays the
same
I’m almost on the 27th round
I have to keep fighting
You
know what I mean
THIS
This is it right here!
I’ve found
something!
Take a good look and tell me what you see
HOLE IN THE HEAD
The hole in the
head
A festering wound
The wound is a tunnel
Into to my
soul
The rotten
Wide open spaces
Bleeding down my cheeks
SHOW ME
Show me the door
I
know you keep it locked
Chained
Hidden
Untouched gold
Held
for ransom
Show it to me anyway
I won’t try take it from
you
I just want to see it
I want to see you
YOURS TRULY
I truly feel as
though
My life is just beginning
IT?
I feel ready for
something
I don’t know what it is
I know that I’m ready for
it
I want it to come
Whatever it is
I await its arrival with
thinning patience
Excitement burning within
I want it
I want
it bad
I need it
I hope that it comes one day
To spare me
the cruel fate
Of waiting on something that will never come
COME ON
Come on
This is
the way
We’ll make it
I promise you
We’ll get there
Go
toward the light
Embrace the warmth
Hold onto me
We’re
falling!
YOU
I can’t wait to
meet you!
I know you’re out there
I know that we’re looking
for each other
We have never met
I don’t know your name or
what you look like
I know there will come a time
We’ll be in
the same place at the same time
I’ll know you’re you
You’ll
know I’m me
YOU II
I hope you exist
I
wish you were more than just a dream
NO END
There is no end
To
the wonders of the world
WATCH
Watch it
Watch it
well
No one else is going to do it for you
You have to do it
all by yourself
Keep your eyes locked on it
Remember not to
forget
TIME
Time moves so
quickly
It looks like it’s standing still
You cannot outrun
time
Time can only run out
SHOW ME THE WAY
Show me the way
Into
the warmth
Guide me
Love me to enter
TREES ALIVE
The trees are
alive
Breathing birds into the sky
A FRIENDLY PLACE
In the summer’s
heat
Walking the streets
Searching for energy
In every
direction
Life
Looking for a source of light
A center
A
circle
A friendly place
ANGRY BOY
The angry boy is
gone
Along with his suicide scars
His memories of the life he
lived
Fragments of dead time
Lost but never missed
He used
to dwell on the past
He lives only for today
Tomorrow is a
place
He cannot wait to be
A SELF DUG HOLE
He left the streets
he knew so well
In search of a new life
Starting over from the
ground up
Trying to climb out of a self dug hole
He is eye
level with the street now
Happiness is just a foot away from his
face
NO
I know things
I
can’t explain how I know what I know
I feel it
Some of which
I’d rather not know at all
I am forced to face the facts
It’s
all or nothing
TIME BURNS
Time burns slowly on
days like these
The death of the day is absolute torture
A
weekend on its deathbed
A
I am a dream
alive!
Awake in my sleeping life
Aware of my awareness
The
open door smiles from afar
Begging me to enter
I walk
through
Only to find
An exact replica of the other side
SUNDAY
Wandering
In the
early morning sunshine
Along the river
Across the city
Away
from myself
?
How many times have
I been here?
Alone among strangers
Staring out a window
In
solitude
THE SECRET LIFE
The secret of life is living it
THE ANCIENTS
I hear the
Ancients
Calling my name
Reaching out
From beyond the
grave
Pulling me down into the earth
Rise again to rebirth
HOLD ON
The days have been
long and warm
Winter is still coming
As summer hangs on for
dear life
ELABORATE
I make myself laugh
sometimes
The things I do and say
The things I say I’ll
do
Life is an elaborate joke
To which death is the punch line
PEOPLE
I see still shots in
the streets
People living their lives
FATAL AND FAST
The night knows me
by name
We live side by side
In love
Doomed to be
damned
Fatal and fast
Flashes of flame
Burning to ash
Only
to be blown
By the wind
THE RIVER AND BEYOND
We followed the flow
of the river
The trees on the banks guided us
The night
unfolded her endless blanket
Wrapped inside her womb
We
wandered our streets
Dogs barking in the distance
Stray cats in
the shadows
Geese in flight over our heads
As the water
welcomed us
We sat on a hill to watch it
Fall was full of life
even in death
We knew that winter was coming
Nights like these
are rare in our region
So we savored every second we shared
BENEATH
Lost inside my
words
Myself in myth
Lost in the world’s bright
wilderness
Come inside and see
Do you want to know the
truth?
Start digging
Clawing and scratching
Come in here
Be
with me
We can bury ourselves together
We can stay here
forever
No one has to know
We’ll live out our deaths in
darkness
Eternal love
Decomposing
Becoming the earth
Bodies
breaking down
To dust
YESTERDAY IS NOT YOURS
Scraps of self
On
a carpet of dead dreams
Decayed
Discarded
Don’t turn
around
If you do
You’ll see
Many miles of waste
Loss
Spent
time
There is nothing for you there
Yesterday is not yours!
As
for me
I’ve been doing this for a long time
I’ve walked
into the past
Thousands of times
It pounds me down
It pains
me
But
It hardens me too
A hard ass hero who cannot save
himself
So why would I try to save you?
I REMEMBER EVERYTHING
I told myself to
stay out of there
Being the bastard I am
I charged forward into
the past
Stubborn hard headed bull
An iron will fueled by
ignorant determination
Tell me not to do something and I’ll do
it
The past
Yes the past
A nasty place if you’re like
me
It’s all you have
Memories of a better time and
place
Somewhere you long to be but don’t belong
Mind movies
played on repeat
Old torture revisited
Doing the same things
back then as you are now
How far back can you go?
I can go
forever
Beyond my birth
Past lives
Past deaths
Existences
I nearly forgot over time
I remember everything
WHITE DEATH
The sun was
swallowed by the clouds
Cold steel of a morning in October
I
know the worst is yet to come
Frozen white world of
winter
Paralyzed in ice
Lost in the light of a billion crystals
reflected
Blinded eyes and heavy sighs
Blistered hands from
many shovels
Scooping death from the sidewalk
An opportunity
arises
For everyone to be set free!
They can bury themselves in
white death
Peaceful
Soothing
Soon!
Spring would come
uncover the mystery
The missing would then be found
Revealing
decay
Those that are left
Would be inspired to follow
SOMETHING YOU
Can you give me a
reason, cause or meaning?
Can you present me with a purpose or a
plan?
Is there somewhere you can take me?
Give me something
new
Something else
Something you
DAMNED
For years I’ve
been asked for advice
They come to me for consolation and
guidance
I’ve been the steady stranger in their lives
They
come to me with words
Leading into dead end conversations
I’ve
wondered why they chose me
Selecting a soul such as I
To spill
their guts out to in confidence
A troubled man whose broken
mind
Shattered into a million pieces
The damned going to the
damned to be saved?
It makes no sense
Maybe it does
Maybe I
make them feel better about themselves
When they see someone that
is worse off than they are
Someone who can say it out loud
SCRAPS
My mind is a scrap
yard in which
A million memories are stored
Heaps and piles of
thoughts
Ideas and emotions
Spread out
As far as the eye can
see
INNOCENT
Hey!
What’s
going on here?
Shine a light down there
Inside is
nothing
Except me
Hanging out in my head
A POST CARD FROM HELL
The sky looks like a
post card
Sent from the scenic side of Hell
Orange brilliance
A
bright burn
Beautiful
CYCLES SEASONS AND SOULS
Halloween
night
Power
Magic
Darkness
Life and death
The spirits
in the sky
Seeking souls such as themselves
Lost
Abandoned
Departed
SAY IT OUT LOUD
Say the words
Say
it out loud
Tell me your desires
Reveal your insides
Show me
your soul
Does it shine like mine?
Let me take you away from
here for awhile
Don’t be afraid
I would never hurt you
I
never could
You could kill me with your kindness
I would
survive you if I could
THE FRUSTRATOR
I feel like I’m
standing
On the edge of a cliff
Ready to fly
Unable to
leave the ground
Afraid of the fall
The impact is what scares
me
I don’t want to make a mess
Someone other than myself
Will
have to clean up
FESTA
The world of
winter
A silent show
Snow
Light
Night
And glow
DOWN
Death is in your
eyes
Staring out from within
The cold finality of it
Sends
me into myself
Down to the bottom of my core
COLD SISTER MOON
Come to the river
she cried
Down the path
Where shadows walk through the
snow
Winter’s widow
A cold sister moon
Dancing madly
In
frozen scenes of bliss
Skeletal trees stretching toward the
stars
Always out of their reach
TIME
Time pounding
My
insides apart
As the seconds slip away
Into yesterday
Tomorrow
dies
Knowing that life
Is full of lies
ISOLATED UNIVERSE
A universe forged in
isolation
Desperate dreams alive
Empty streets that lead
inside
A nowhere for no one to belong
It is here that I’ve
made myself a home
In solitude I dwell
DIG
It’s not wise to
dig
Don’t poke around
Leave that door closed
Walk
away
Take it from me
Stay out of the past!
Live for now
Live
for free
I’LL GET IT RIGHT THIS TIME
I’m giving this
another chance
I’ll get it right this time
I’m not talking
suicide
I’m talking about living life
WATER
We went down with
the ship
Beneath the surface
Sucked down into the abyss
Soaked
in eternity
Drowned in infinity
Deadly currents
Pressure
punches holes
The side of my head is open
My mind is free to
wander forever
I WENT TO THE RIVER
I went to the river
for sanctuary
Leaving the world behind
It waved good bye as I
left
The streets knew that I would return
The river embraced
me
I gave her my thanks
In silent
blessings
Respect
Everything
Always
CONSTANT CIRCLES
Circles
Constant
circles
Spinning inward
Into outward spirals
Rising and
falling
Living and dying
BURN
Burn the past
Kill
the present
To save the future
The promise of something
better
Tomorrow is a dream
Unshaped
Full of
potential
Awaiting its time to shine
WAITING
Waiting for the
summer
Longing for the spring
So sick of winter
Autumn
always brings
RELIEF
The day was bright
and warm
Relief to all those who’d been locked inside
Surviving
winter’s frozen death
OPEN
Open your eyes to
the world
See all there is to see
Perhaps you think that you’ve
seen it all
Impossible
There is just too much to look at
So
look again
But first
Open your eyes
TIME AGAIN TO TELL
It’s time again to
tell time
I just don’t know what to say
ALL I KNOW
It’s lonely in
here
Inside this place
No heaven
No
hell
Nothing
Nowhere
Emptiness
Space
Time
Loss
I’ve
been here so long
It’s all I know
SURVIVOR
I’ve come so
far
Being so far gone
I lived through death
I survived
myself
STILL HERE
My soul has taken
quite the beating
Over the years
My spirit was nearly
broken
I’m still here
I USED TO BE ME
I used to be buried
beneath layers of self infliction
I used to be a nice guy
I was
so full of potential
I used to be something
I used to be me
LONELINESS
It feels like jagged
glass
Slicing my stomach apart
Reducing me
Raping me
Tearing
shreds away from myself
It almost feels good
MIND
My mind is a
welcomed place
It is open and free to new ideas
Craving fresh
thoughts
Feeding off raw experience
WHEN YOUR’RE YOUNG
When you are
young
You think that tomorrow
Will always be there
As you
grow older
You realize
Today is all that matters
It could be
your last
TAKE IT
I want to take this
somewhere
Someplace further
Beyond these 4 walls
Out there
To a place I’ve never been
EXPIRARY DATE
Time is a tricky
bastard
It cannot be rewound
Refusing to be stopped
Moving
as we stand still
Time is forever
We are not
SUCH A LONG DAY
Such a long
day
Infinite road of hours
I pick them off one by one
A
sharpshooter of time
Precise
Clean
Kills
IN THE CAGE
Useless
I press
on
I know I’m going nowhere
Around in circles
An invisible
treadmill
In the cage
I can smell the cedar shavings
I can
taste the plastic water
I gave up trying to get out
A long time
ago
I’m just biding my time
Time is indifferent to my
struggle
It knows that I exist
It just doesn’t care
TRUTH
The Truth is a hard
ass
Especially when you Lie
TILL THE END OF TIME
Bring in the next
one
And the one after that
Line them up
Till the end of time
REAL
At least the pain
was real
The agony realized
When I used to hurt
All those
times I fell and burned
It was all so pure and true
Life and
Death were staring me down
Daring me to stare back
UNSENT
I want to go out
there
Even though I know
No one else is out there
The No One
I’m looking for
Is not looking for me
I miss her
I miss
every one of them
Each version
Equal love
Exact loss
Every
time
TWO
I was 2 men once
I
really was
Until
They walked in separate directions
I took
flight
Freedom’s price
A life of loss
To be damned
SOLD
Sell me your
halo
Sell it to stone
Pawning your wings
For minimum
wage
Trade me your face
For a second of fame
SORRY I’M THE SUN
“Who are you?”
she asked him
“Me”, I said
“It’s all I know
A man
of bad poetry and sentimental song
A humble creature
Hidden in
anger
A man
Just a lonely man”
IN AND OUT
She said in the
silence
“I want you inside me”
He quietly obliged
He
entered
REQUESTED BEST
“Stay with me a
little longer
Don’t sleep
I need you to be alive right now”
STRANGE MAN
The Strange Man is
always watching us
Coming and going
Leaving and staying
He
remains the same
Never coming
Never going
Never
leaving
Always staying
The Strange Man is a mystery
Staring
and waiting
Sitting and aging
Who is this man and
Who is he
waiting for?
RINGING
Trains ringing in
the distance
That faraway sound of metallic life
Moving
somewhere
Out there
Beyond
ASK YOURSELF
What if it was the
last day?
What would you do?
How would you spend
it?
Where?
With who?
And why?
BROKEN CLOUDS
Broken
clouds
Swollen sun
Behind cold steel
Staring madly
Crawling
through the cracks
Shining down upon us
Blinded smiles
Squinted
eyes that sailed
Laughter
The streets beamed proudly
Having
so much life dwelling in their midst
OUT IS IN
Out is in to me
I
am a nature dweller
I belong in the dirt
Sun and rain
The
pulsing air
A living river
This is home
BASEMENT LIFE
I live in a
box
Basement life
Breathing behind dirty windows
Watching
REAL