You're either right on or dead wrong
when everything she says
is a samurai's katana
cutting into your conscience
like a fresh fish
being prepared as sushi
for a six star hotel

a haiku in hell

October blood
Weather vanes
The sun still blazes
no sign of rain
Sunshine machine
Cranked up too high
If I could see
in infrared
I would know
you lied

The executive decision to take my soul back

I fell asleep in the breath of war
I woke up to the sound of loosened lips
Telling secrets that were never secret to begin
If they knew the truth
They would never let you in
Youd take a step in the door
Your heart would stop and you'd bleed on the floor
The only reason you need my kiss
is because it's the only antihistamine
The closest call to what your doctors call
Your Cure

Risen in Phoenix

Arizona
feels like a new home
reminds me of the wild west
cowboys and indians on horses
the way the rocks sit on the earth
i could live on/in one
hoping for LA
city of angels
im lost
forgive me father
i was born with my heart already in cali
waiting for me to come and collect

The Lament of Orpheus: A Letter to Eurydice

Our lives are movies in which we all portray

a character living in a vault who has been betrayed

try to keep the last of myself from ever being frayed

my soul split into pieces that i wish i could trade

this world is not all as it seems to be

we're playing roles that we wish we could flee

i'd tell you everything i hate about this scene

but i can't because you won't listen, it's not that i don't have it in me

if only you had the key to unlock this chains in my chest

i'd make the most of myself and give you all the rest

hibernate like a busy bee living in a honey nest

but even though i do all i can for you, you've never been impressed

this life is so routine, a robot could suffice

wanna dig inside my skin and remove this device

salt the wounds til i feel fine, cool myself on ice

but the worst part of this is my emptiness is your only vice

put me like a moth to the flame

like a sinner with his skin etched by shame

a tattoo inside of you that you cannot change

i have one last shot at you but you're too far out of range

hold me up, i'm falling down

throw me away, let me drown

it's easy for you to stay in this town

you and your army have torches

burning me to the ground

here i am, it's the afterlife

i don't know who i am

while back on earth you rejoice

you couldn't give a damn

carry around your prized knife

that slaughtered this young lamb

the knife that took away my voice

and took away my land

hearts hanging from tongues dimly lit

I remember

when you could make me move

oh the nights

of being stuck to your hands

like a beartrap

flypaper stuck to sighing skin

aching for new life

this old oxygen's gone stale

and i'm rethinking the strategy

to breaking down my barriers completely

hack this matrix

crack the code

til we all see it plain as day

me and you can feel it

our veins flooding

and all the blood swimming

in the coast

of the cost of this instability

life isn't what it seems

until the lights go out

and the strobelight streams

fill my lungs with the smoke in this club

and there's nowhere else on earth

where you can make this kind of love

i am one with you tonight

and the higher i get, the brighter the light

approaching God without a care

it's just midnight, it's only life

rave(n)

Traced across a dancefloor

in an outline of neon and strobe

slowmotion heartbeat

and i see every little move you make

and every breath you take

illuminated in cascading lights

red yellow green blue

you can rest when you're dead

but tonight sunlight's coming to a head

peeking out over the clouds

5am feels good in my head

i just never wanna go to bed

rantem

Doesn't feel like christmas in hollywood

the ribbons wrapped around my wrists and neck

a coup d'etaut of antichrists

slavery still lives today

wage slaves raking up change

working with dead animals

to feed a greedy nation

stomaches bigger than their wallets

and all you can do is eat

sleep doesn't even come cheap

or with a conscience clean

when you dream

do you see me

or do you see tomorrow

nothing changes

history repeats itself

this blitzkrieg of beloved "soldiers"

who do you think you are

to brandish a weapon

in our name

no sleep makes me nothing more than a writing machine

pink lemonade sunset

staring out of the window

across the street

yardlights left on

just for me

if i call you home

will you call me tomorrow?

can we keep this a secret

or should we tell everyone

your friends and mine

its only a matter of time

load up the car and hit the road

like a popchart

singing songs on the way to rescue you

the castle is waiting for us

to hang our heavy heads up

let's just use our heart tonight

for as long as you'd like

until fatigue takes us under

like an anesthetic

sweet sweet sleep

put me to dreams

p.s.

all of the sense in the world

couldnt buy me on this one

i'm sold out

tell me a true story, its only a story that isnt that true

everyones a liar! redhanded and blue in the face!

way to choke on that last lap,

out of breath and off pace!

you broke the commandments,

youve lost the human race!

now i see the funny side, i'm always smiling

as sunlight pours into the room

waking up like the dead from a tomb

skin that feels ancient

dragging itself across the floor

hand to the graveyard door

turn the knob and down the stairs

head filled with secrets too doomed to share

just keep it locked tight inside the chest

only one has the key, none of the rest

spend hours lifeless inside of this hole

trying to find those days where you can find your soul

yet it doesnt really seem impossible

but the price is going up for fossil fuel

holes in the soles

they say

you're so funny

but i'm not doing stand up

i'm a sit down kind of comedian

everything i write tends to repeat itself

either

this isnt meant to be

or

this means everything

Persian Politics: Sandstorm Seige

Daggers so sharp

turning back the clock

or timetraveling cars

sent into shock

as I watch myself

before the second you ended our truce

before i met you

before the blue

back to the right shoe

she fits better than you

now i know what to do

and you're so close to the blade

downtown war parade

all because of this

rewind to find

where i went wrong

your fall was something like a song

so winded and too long

stop singing those broken words

none of this had meaning

One more night, one more time (the sands of time rewind)

All of these smiles

All of these friends

We are in stitches

While our skin mends

We are head over heels

with hills overhead

I just wanna bring it back to life

the spark that started on a damp cold night

We might consume a little liquor

to make the flames grow quicker

As the city sleeps, we wake up

And theres no time to make up

to these streets beneath this machine

our feet hover on clouds painted serene

I think you know what I mean

the feeling of living in dreams

penny for your thoughts vs. a portrait of your insides

And of all the pokerfaces

That I've brought to life

loved and lost

I'd say you were my favorite

Make the big bank

before we broke the hearts and doors

and swarm away from this place

the busy bees

obsessing now

over you, me, our cities

i'd hang my head over on this one for the night

red eyed without the flight

the sun is out now

and everything has switched out

the stage is set

the scene is dying

and theres a hole

where i laid you to rest

and theres a keyhole

where i watched you undress

my memoir will be written in britain

oceans away

will drive you mad

if only we hadn't forgot how to fly

instead we turned in our wings for lungs

resistant enough to lie

to hold back all the rust

to have skin that will one day turn to dust

you traded in your love at the door

for a box full of lust

it won't last as long but

the joke's on you

i have been hiding it in my stomach cellar

one day i'll return it in full

just in time to watch the world burn

this love is like a wildfire

not so much intense as it distant

stretched across continents and cultures

6 hours ahead of me, you think you'd know it all by now

daytona nighttime

staying up all night

has never felt so empty

there is nothing

breathing doesnt exist

your brain is dead and broken down

on a raceway that no ones at

and theyll try to get inside

but all you can think about is

repairing

but you have to make them think

youre going those last few laps

really youre just putting on a show

in your own heart and head

if they ever make a movie about this, they'd cast Scarlett Johannson as you

So tonight
please take my advice
it doesn't matter if this turns out nice
don't let it get to you, that's your vice
you care too much what they think
you put yourself on ice

the thing about walking on water
is that your heart's on fire
you're just so eager to show
you want them to know that you know

you'd sail the seven seas
but only for publicity
and give the jewels to me
the treasure chest means nothing
nor does the golden ring

so here's to you
for keeping this stage so neat
and the scene is at your feet
your voice shouts out another curse
something in a sad song's verse
but its just another line you stand and deliver
tonight your sheets are where your greed slithers
like a snake, you won't give it a break
you've got no backbone
the blood in your veins is just like a lake

and God only knows
there's no heaven for you
you're just like that serpent
so seductively sneaky
looking for your dues

well this is overdue
i wish i knew
youre like a magician
nothing you do is true
its all an illusion
so in conclusion

the only trick is you

in love with the local lore (whorelords and street wars)

You're open like a vault
share your secrets
I'm open like a 24hr. convenience store
sharing mine
Cashiers coughing up more than cash
So sticky sweet, it's like a rash
Itching to give you this disease
let it go to your brain
the first taste is just a teaser
if there's ever a perfect woman
let me meet her
broken like a piggy bank
not worth my weight in gold
but there's so much to hit or miss

bubbly with a shot of satire

smoking perfume
cloves of couldnt care less
caressing lungs with tongues
nothing like breathing firecrackers
and laying around
the king of the pound
chugging chocolate fames
it's such a shame
you wish

I can't hear a word you say (MiniVan Go(gh)

I wanna bring the music back
like MJ before the heart attack
You need to learn CPR
before you ride in my car
because I lose my mind and breath
on the long roads home
but my place is long and forgotten
like the empire of rome
i get so locked up in the knees
you'd think i'd have made some keys
bring on the zen
shutting off my eyes and head again
the etchings in my bones come to life for the night
while i keep quiet until we fall asleep in the deadend

blackjack with a catch 22

All I'm asking
is all you're hiding
a chest full of diamonds
and a heart full of coal
breathing in carbon monoxide
and dying alone
the irony is
i'm deep within you
and you're the one to blame
but i'm laying here
in a collapsed mine
with the lungs to match
oh you're the death of me
what a catch

ode to O2 and you

its raining, secrets dropping on the rooftops
just be quiet until it stops
in your bed, clear your head and just lay there
you'll hear their voices, begging you to stay and hear
theyll tell you relax and just go with the flow
dont worry your head, just take it slow
the world is changing, your thoughts rearranging
there is never an end, youll always have a friend
if you wait...
ive seen mountains move, glaciers melt
ive seen dead grass grow and gain an elegant smell
oh if youre lost in the paradox, think outside the box
because we're all just waiting for that day
absorb the sun and every ray
then watch the night trade the day
theres a moon in the sky reflecting in your eyes
the stars are singing just for you...
check out the clouds, there's no dues
to be paid, you can't lose
you are free to breathe this air
you are free to stop and stare
you are free to take in the view, but remember to share

extra plays the hero

this scene and city call for a close up
but nothing comes close at all
the hits are misses, too late for last calls
behind big lenses, i am numb of my senses
the taste of losing you
a lemon soaked in sugar
and the nerves send the worst words
and we're just standing here in awe
it's so messed up, there must be a law
in my defense, the truth though weighs in so dense

the harlot to the hero

of all the ends of the earth
you ended up in my backyard
lucky you, this one's on me

haiku from a hero to a harlot

sippin down chai green tea
with milk (,) made in the shade
my soul is gettin laid (back) and relaxed

stayed focused, the fever's home

you're carved out of karats
we're carved out of stone
you make plans and trends
we break concentration and bones

i just wanted to be the best head/cold medicine
so much for the pharmacist, getting fucked in the background of my misery
stand on a tower pronouncing myself the christ kid in full color
and god's racing against infinity to bring me to my knees
pray to me before i burn you out you overblownup star
like the sun in another sense, you're getting burnt by self-centered rays of "happy to see you smile" while the rest of the kids are still overdosing and oversexed
bathrooms stalls, coke and blow, never the same, just like us
once you cross the line, why not just walk it?
take it from the top, keep yourself balanced this time
think yoga meets "step on a crack..."
forget your momma's back, she'll be arms wide open, but they'll never take you back
threw me out, brown paper sack, i'm like a lunch for your vicious wit, i'm done
medium rare, everything's at stake, even the commonwealth

postcard from the future (if you fastforward. you'll missed the best scene

and the wedding bells broke
and the ring already rung until you just (got) hung up
and it's all just stuck in my head, permanent repeat
slowmotion meltdown, panic attack on the trip back (and forth)
well you knew what you had in mind, i didnt buy what you had in store
well you could think of this as my heads in the monastery but my hearts in a whorehouse
and all these friends are cardboard cut outs of "friendship"
enjoy the cake and keep the golden forks
take a piece of me, all of you, for being such sarcastic sports
the smiles are rehearsed and the pearly whites have been photoshopped like ivories on a piano playing beethoven's version of "i don't care"
you're all making this seem too formal, let's just switch to last name basis for a bit
she's running, crying magnificent silhouette, you're an overcast cloud, rain on my parade
and remember, vows are for making, not for breaking before you even took the oath
i should've known by that falsetto "yes" and that played out pirohouette

all work and no play makes jack nothing

the paradox of this whole thing is
i cant get home til you leave
and ill never keep you, but im holding on so tightly

a little more than most can say (signing off from a millions miles away)

i'm coming back to old skins and a new head
sometimes youre not better off dead
youre better off in silence, feasting on bread
she said "just drop the act, lower yourself instead"
i stared in the mirror for the next half hour
as the sun hid behind clouds and thundershowers
something about the thought of colliding planets and hearts
gave me a new outlook on life and a fresh start
i turned to her and told her "this is what's best, the planet wraps me in stars, in the constellations i am dressed, and i know you're not impressed, you and i both know you're a so called cut above the rest"
your sarcastic smile and cynical swing mean you're in full form and the worst force
but i am your complement, i am the day to your night, im the winner of the fight because i dont have to, the dark knight in the twilight, saving the day from yourself