Category Poetry

Started writing lyrics and poetry when I was 15 because it was the only place I felt free to say whatever I wanted. Been doing it since then. No rules. Only words on a sea of white like blood on snow. This is me at my most real, raw, and unfiltered. Like a wounded animal crawling back to his wonderland cave. My poetry is a trace of blood for others to follow. Nowhere to hide except here and now.

wizard

struggling to find my way back into it regarding performing or making new recordings public that said, i do think i am probably the greatest musician living right now i am peerless my musical powers are wizard level, what you…

longing

i close my eyes and try to find music in my thoughts hear the melodies but everyone wants my attention birds and trees and skies come here, come outside play with us lets party and drink all night so i…

loud

i want to know people who i lived life with all these years of conversations frustrations but it’s as if they were all spent in a different state a different place with filters on not really here not really me…

the mirror

i work my ass off to not have a job fascinated with power and what it reveals right now i don’t get any emails i have no social media because i built all my old bridges what a fortunate position…

sagemode

i have been part of many communities, tribes and movements eventually i abandoned them all because i noticed they were a hindrance to the way now i walk the earth alone and hungry in love with whatever happens the chaos,…

drown in delight

it is wrong to equate evil with darkness because it is in fact so bright that it is seemingly unbearable to confront it to stare it in the face the unequivocal truth of the night brigade rolls of the tongue…

distractions

are your distractions boring you again? eventually the novelty always wears off… need new music, new lovers, new clothes, new books new new new so new that even the new become old news circles cliches afraid the old willl swallow…

asfaltti

turpa kiinni pelle et sä mitään tiedä puhut paljon sanomatta mitään on aika ottaa kiikarit pois katsoa totuutta silmiin kerro meille mitä haluat minulta olen valmis antautumaan rakkaudelle tämä rakkaus siis kaikkeuden kokemus tämä hulluus siis kaaoksen ydin taistelen loppuun…

or

you could just tell me how you really feel beyond these cryptic coded messages (as if we are soviet spies or something) just speak your mind and remember it’s all poetry in the end reciprocity is based on mutual trust…

sick of the lies

i should become an actor because i’m such a great liar move to hollywood get me some of that celebrity pussy win me some academy awards buy a big house have a big psychedelic orgy with all my liar friends…