Saturday, September 26, 2009

Highway Robbery

Riding through a world of rainwater
But my bottle contains none.
The moon is out; the wind I find cool
But refreshing
Jumping through shadows of white
The rains have disappeared .
My legs smell of metal
As I pedal through the night.
My thoughts roaming as I wander.
The clouds turn down the volume
And I forget being here.
Ride into my home
To find a thief in my dreams.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Monkey Socks

My feet barely fit in these
Monkey socks of sin
Give a wiggle of my toes
And my profane humor
Shines yet again.
Another wiggle more
Walking freedom begins.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Just another something on the brain.....

One moment it's a thought of grief,
And the very next the same is humor.
Like an appetite that is being fed.
Just don't stuff yourself 'till you're dead.

Monday, September 7, 2009

Wondering...

If I told you I knew
The secret to life
And it's meaning,
Would you believe me?
And if I were to tell you,
How would you react?
Because I do.
And it is so
Simply complicated.
If given another thought
I might paint the whole world
Black.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Muddy Shoes

To give meaning
To the words I'm screaming
Is asking to much of a simple mind.
For this I'm sure
I will never find the cure
So I'll do my best to be kind.

Love.
Hate.
The first I try to demonstrate
While the later is knocking on my front door.

Nothing matters in this thing
Called Reality
It isn't real
But only for the time being.
So lets pretend
That we are all pretend
And you'll understand
My view and life's appeal.

Next step
Two steps later
My feet are swollen
My head is light
Lost thoughts
Is where they all end up

So tell me baby
Why am I so crazy
When the things I think
I know
I trust
Mean as much
As the mud on my shoes.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Ceiling Talks

My eyes strain as I follow
The shadow spots of lights
Energetic and daring
As they dance across the ceiling
I realize
My eyes are doing the leading
Deceiving
The hum-drum of the fan
I find to be quite calming
The scratch of the pen to paper
Connects us all
Scan through the white
And there you will find the secret
Flash into the vast universe