She drifts into a glitz of speculation

She ran towards a pile of observations

She held onto a mirage of closeness

She lifted her eyelids with the awakened truth

She borrowed sections of a proverb

She ignored the written allegations

She walked down a crusade with bitten nails

She sent the adversary a love letter

She played the diablo torn lyrics

She justified the reasons of the downfall

She fell into darkness with a smug look

Exasperated from the dialogue

Drained from the jagged circle

Irked from the hiccups of frustration

Drowsy from the four inch spikes

Fed up from the off cuff ramblings

Jaded from the hellacious past

Distressed from the self made drama

Fainting from the overused cliches

Stale from the spinning cycles

Fatigued from the disappearing ink

Consumed from the dead end

World class manipulator

A mind playing tramp

Money hungry and shallow

A body of pleasantries

Carrying a thousand pounds

of pulled and torn guilt

A first prize procrastinator

Fighting temptations

Alluring and magnetic

Horrifying addictions

Unable to love herself

Arrested for indecency

Shame stapled to her

worn out forehead

Pregnant and unstable

Mending all the pieces

Finally surrendering

to a higher almighty power

Watching an ocean of tears

Fall to the ground

Someone took her forgiveness

that she could no longer

bare and hold within

Releasing the thousand pounds

to take it day by day

If I had known

her heart was so delicate

I would have been gentle

If I had known

that I was immature

I would have been patient

If I had known

she would have changed

I would have stayed

If I had known

she would take her own life

I would have done things differently

If I had known

this would have changed me forever

I wouldn’t have done anything different


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I sidestepped away from your catchphrase

I refuse to glide in your metaphors

Pieces of me die

I accidentally tripped in your outlandish allegory

I watched you emphatically deny your bewitching desires

Pieces of me fade

I tiptoed in your monsoon of paragraphs

I glanced at your impatient pupils

Pieces of me disappear

I wasted never ending hours for your indecisiveness

I ignored my instincts and dusted off the pain

Pieces of me stain


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Slithering up Blackout Hill

Decorated vines wrap around my palm

blades fall like rain drops

Echoes of murder growl

at the turbulent and crying sky

I fell between jitters and anxiety

Dirt trembles in the morning

Distant memories click and clack

Love lies in a casket

Dreams don’t escape the coffin

Pungent graveyards bleed sorrow

I slipped between shock and tremors

Dead ends plead guilty

Blankets cover up the claws

Eyelids drip heavy oppression

Trains wreck in the shadows

Dancing in a cold sweat

I tripped into the razor nightmare

Aggravation stews at midnight

Chards of terror surround insomnia

Perplexity and complexity tangle

Faith and beliefs scatter

Nerves gravitate to the weak

I rest my torment on a bed of thorns


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Pulled heart string
Recorded whispers at a dead end street
Telephone wires ripped
And Velcro tattered wings fall
Lashing of a dangerous tongue
Transfusions of vertigo
Neon needles lit on the graveyard shift
And deafening beats of solitude cry
Pockets full of copper
Choking scrambled poison
Trails of blood money at my feet
And the silver spoon cracks
Convicted of breaking veins
Stealing the scent of perfume
Intimidating romance
And I raise the glass to loneliness
Dressed for travelers checks
Leaving for cards and dice
Guzzling a cup of burgundy
And I toast to the shell of myself


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Crawled inside your minutia
Fumbling around like loose change
Boggled and mangled in a jar of deceit
Held by your trembling hands

Errors dripping like candle wax
Wide stains of fear cradled
Mishandled affection is a hangnail
Dipping innocence in spoiled paragraphs

Words thrown like sharp razors
Ripping skin while bathing in apathy
Discrediting and botched up
Miscalculating the rationalism

Dividing and conquering the weak
Ruining and driving names in the mud
Clutching onto the poison of the villain
Tiptoing around the matter

A pale face turns to be revolting
Choking on your lethal audacity
Like a black wolf in disguised
Witnessing you gulping corruption like vodka

Intoxicated by your brutality
Shaking my silence from side to side
Falling in your art of destruction
Constantly drunk from your vibrating sins


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A closemouthed yell

Frozen shoulders

Discolored devotion

Rooms of separation

Constant agitation

No pets and flowerless

Dingy naked walls

A thousand square feet

Once lovers

Overnight room mates

Raised palm

Defining purple bruises

Ocean of tears

Packed bags

Never returning

to Fremont Street


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Baking from the

everlasting fire

No cherub can

save your black soul

Watching your heart

roast in the furnace

soothes my mind

I snicker at your

flatlines and tombstone

I smirk at your

hallway yells and

scattered burns

I prance and whirl

to your last breath

Knowing your name

is blackballed from

the gates of the pit

Like a dream shivering in maroon

Caves of turmoil splatter illness

An unknown species walks in the dark

Spewing words like tall weeds

Cutting through rocks with a monotone voice

Using only four syllable words

Monsters tall as skyscrapers touching

the tip of cerulean clouds

Gripping winds with hands as large as boulders

Roaming wicked jungles and grudged mountains

Over twenty thousand characters gliding on soiled clay

Surrounded by a lightning cage

Seeking a path to return their lost world

Unknown to how they arrived in Herston


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I dare you to move an inch

Quiet as I stand and remain calm

I loathe the essence of your aroma

Watching your words like a hawk

I challenge you to raise your voice

Reserved as I sit and remain still

I detest your point of view

Staring at the soulless scarecrow

I defy your small perspective

Restraining myself and biting my tongue

All you are is cruel spit

Your name smudged

And your lies smeared to the edges

Your autograph disappears

And your prejudice spills all over

Your sentiments glare

And your irrelevant opinions puke

Your stance stalks in the hours

And your posture wrinkles

Your expressions digress

And your presence strips as a whore

Your observations spread

And your bottle of ink diffuses

Your ignorance blinked

And your honesty bailed

Your plastic mindset cracked

And your words are meaningless

Thoughts on the rocks

Sipping on contemplations

Dressed up in hesitations

Mulling silence over

with a cup of gumption

Gazing at her with delight

from a foggy distance

A place of weeping castles

Everlasting dances under

shimmering stars

Wishing to remove the frozen

fears and settling coma

Seeking love and affection

Perhaps in a home of pieces

1/16 inch thin layers

Appealing to the saliva of the dogs

Overrated and shallow interiors

Claiming to be a superior

A rancid exterior to animals

Gritting my frustrated teeth

Recognizing a frivolous mind

Intellectually inept and blank

A lost Aardvark in the dessert

Shutting you off like a valve

Lacking the ability to digest

Mad at myself for allowing you in

A crawling fool on the inside

Seeking depth and connection

Seeing an overhyped individual


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Goddess of nasty

Overpowering tone

Awestruck from her essence

Dissolved purity

Stars bend from her toxic voice

Synchronized chants of darkness

Chimes shatter into pieces

Eyelashes made up of swarf

Rivers stop flowing

Mountains crumble before her feet

Demands and commands mesh

Sight of a dictator

A captivating tornado soul

Destroying all of humanity

Trembling demographics

Stretched out fuzzy landscapes

Distorted mountains clench

Sounds desensitized and flutter

A mangled government howls

Ministers pleading with statues

Arguments swing from branch

to branch like a diabolical monkey

Sentiments sealed in a box

Hungover debates swallowing

OxyContin and sleeping pills

Insomniacs chatting with graffiti

between Sinister Lane and 5th Street

Cigarette smoke flies like a bird

and shadows dance with loneliness

Laughter turns stale like a cracker

Cynics and pessimists fall in love

Innocence is submerged in flames

A place of cracks and haze

Wanderers and drifters circle


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In the land of aggravation

Anguish and discomfort blister

Cold distress reverberates

Excruciating affection bubbles

from the flamethrower of agony

Jewelry from the laceration king

illuminates among the irritations

Wounds from the torture

glisten and throb throughout

the reckless shivering nights

The queen of devastation blinks

Trembling conversations shudder

Laughter spasms and drools

Faith wiggles and squirms

throughout the crumbled dirt

Love fidgets in the clouds and trees

under a pitch black sky


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She played the xylophone with slivers from her heart

She played with the words sabotage and defeat

And she sobs until she sleeps

She played the violin with sorrow falling from her pale lips

She played with Neanderthals and demons dressed in white

And she sobs until she sleeps

She played for an orchestra that didn’t have a crowd

She played with excuses and threw away the stories in between

And she sobs until she sleeps

She played for dying revelations and faith in a jar

She played with misfits and a jamboree that never stopped bleeding

And she sobs until she sleeps

She played for maximum security with dwindling self esteem

She played on center stage with a rewritten manuscript

And she sobs until she sleeps