Celebrate your celebratory crazes
As you break free of the reins
Of sensible ideation
May I control not what you do
Nor what you say to your unlike kind

I only regard from my peaceful hill
The burning flames grace below me in thrill
Bow I may do, surrendering myself, but not unto you
I will only smell the grayish smoke blues

Troublesome muse

Your crazed demands
Couldn't phase the moon
In their eyes

You've never seen
Some true autodidacts

Venturing heuristic minds

The smoke at 3 o' clock
Billows softly with your kind

Pre-wired ideals tax
Only the few who will see its crime

"Why" is your enemy
"Just how it is"
Is your afternoon wine

How could anyone be so blind?

When the dusk skies’ moon
Finds us creeping through the night
Might I take your hand
A gentle grasp with mine
And pray to our God above
That the moonlight won’t catch us in time

Thieving:
Like an unearthed madman.

Prosperity of fools is sown
Graciously by demented sheep,

Deep through marshy soil

Until the sky spills and spews
Up through horrible craters

Which the madman made the sheep sow
Subconsciously and unknown

Your wealth is held,
In this mysterious thing.

Where your riches
Are bountiful,
And your heart
Feels shallow.

Spinning you go-

Is this carousel
Worth a touch
Of her soul?

Or are you just callow-

On a mountain
Where green grass
Is yellow?

In a far gone place
Unbeknownst to me
A creature is still stirring
Behind the broken dying leaves

It’s perch is gone
The trees are long dead
Yet a soft glowing heartbeat
Still survives in the dread

I want to kiss your soul
And tell it sweet goodnight
For the scars we lay upon us
Fade fast in moving tide

What wandering did we do
From here to there till now
To schism our great bind
As we wish the rain goodbye

Do you hear the city streets
Ghastly echoes calling bright
The neon light facade
Drapes on an empty stage tonight

I feel a dwindling fire
I hold it close and dear
My blanket is torn from me
I’m unsafe and struck in fear

Where is my gentle net
My lighthouse in the vines
The phone booth sputters
As blood trickles from my eyes

Now my magician is only here
In dreams, visions,
And big signs in the sky
He is just barely keeping himself by

The moon lights up the stars tonight
The rocks, but also you and I
We gaze upon the same bright night
But from different seas of changing times