2:43

We're there
Awake or asleep
The space between
Is occupied and full
Alternate realities
Play out during real time
Dreams are real
Built upon
Lived
Sentiments echoed in my head
Am I mad
I don't want to know.

sentinel

i'm always watching
in the ways
i want to be watched
quiet in the wee hours
drunk and drunk and drunk
feeling the barrage
through my headphones
and watching
the names the faces
weave in and out of the now
here and gone
poof

1:28

sometimes
i'm just a patchwork
of dead souls
i've only known
through art.

drained

jumping down the hole
though the bottom is unknown
there is a calling
from below
down here there is no choice

swirling down the drain
and she's spitting out words
words
as she rounds the void
as if words could save anyone

tossing out shining hooks
in the dark
for blind cave fish

insulated in their wombs,
her pale allies
have lost
their eyes
before she lost
control.

go on with it

the race will continue forever
she's not worried
about not seeing
the end.

Choice

There is infinite possibilities
Worlds and lives
I live in each
learning to make past choices
absorbing each moment
tattooing instructions
onto my soul
so that next time
next time
I'll make it right.

It's not that easy
though
is it.

There's only one choice.
The one made.

It's the joke
to wonder
what if.

Sister Jude

To give up
Let the waters rush in
Relinquish control and let it all
Wash over
See time stretch out
Meet those old friends
You've been so ashamed of
Wrap up tight in a
Cocoon of delusion
Really feel the beautiful despair
How it's meant to be felt
Be at home with madness
So free and horrible
The gift if
Total clarity.

One of these days
I'm gonna
Fly my ass right
Outta here.

Feely dream

Another dream
I was reluctant to leave
Spinning spinning
In the grass
Having someone's beer
Raising my arms to the sun
Being watched
Falling falling
Lying down
Next to you.

Stupid Fucking Game

What if this is all a game
That everyone is taking
Too seriously
Because no one knows that
Hey
It's just a stupid game.

Is it really so terrible
To stop playing
Once we've had enough?

Playing Monopoly is only fun
When you're winning.
Once you're so behind
And losing miserably
It's just irritating watching
The lucky other players
Enjoy themselves when it's clear
That you will never come out
On top or even close.

And it's taking
So fucking long
And they say they want you
To keep playing
That it's just for fun
But you're not having fun
Anymore.

It's just a fucking game.

recurring dream place

when i sleep tonight
i know where i'm going.
there's this little
italian restaurant
closed, aged, and broken
shattered windows
sitting alone and neglected
in a field of broken asphalt.
it's made entirely
from my mind
exists only in the dark rain
of my dreams.
i'll be there
as always
sitting under the tree beside
waiting with my bags
around my feet
basking in the moonlight
hopeful.