Category Poetry

I like to mess with reality and show the world it’s reflection through my drunken smile my violent eyes for the bottle knows the right questions to ask when you get a chance to talk to god the world is…

those nights of failure when we ruled the world when we wanted to be found when we learned to drown it’s easy to say now that we knew all along what it was all about it’s a glorious sight looking…

hey babe when’d you get so cynical? last week you seemed so biblical last night you were hysterical now you’re standing there with your tail between the door tell me something does it make you sore? did you find out…

love is a crowbar to the shins love is a drink of shit & piss love is a tumble down a rocky slope love is a fat soldier dragged by a rope love is what it is love is a…

for the nightowls for the morning birds for the drama queens for the suicide kings for the fallen angels for the broken flowers for the warriors of love for the sinking black doves for the wings of birds that never…

keep your head cool and your feet warm let life be your guide and death your fall when you feel surrounded with darkness and pain dig a tunnel and don’t look back keep your eyes open and your mouth shut…

i feel so good right now I’m on fire was it the goji? was it the honey? or do “I” get the credit for this one? perhaps it is the same source that causes the hurricanes I wish i could…

pleasure is a rundown tramp who forever begs kneeling upon the doors of happiness I am still the beggar but I am now standing gathering my strength to break down the doors and make happiness a less lonelier place

remove fear and pain disappears then there will be no more need for drugs, war, poverty and greed we created god from fear of the dark we worshipped the sun until we knew we were one as love enters let…

i had to do the time to know the price I had to spend the dough to get where I was to go some might call it heaven some might call it hell it don’t matter much to me I’m…