Decomposer
All I can do is decay
Come with me
It’s all I can do with each breath
It’s all I can do to make sense
Out of all the rules
Past and presentence
Entropy is physical
Entropy is mental
Entropy gives meaning to the meaningless existence
Put it together before it all falls apart
All I can do is decay
And that’s okay
Scared Right
We can’t be wrong
When we are called the right
You can’t have our guns
You can have our will to fight
We won’t hurt anyone
We just can’t sleep at night
Too scared of our neighbors
Minds full of what’s out of sight
Don’t know what they would do
So we fear what they might
Forgotten Firsts
Frame creaks and groans
Under writhing bones
Over stifled moans
Your scent on my fingertips
Memories of slithering trees
Our first kiss
Masked man asks
What is this?
Then returns to the woods
Did he even exist?
What is this?
Words fail
This exists
Always Alone
On my back on a roof
Eyes filled with the Milky Way
Stretched across the sky
Horizon to horizon
Ears drowned in swamp cooler sounds
Passing cars and TVs
Drones of our existence
Fighting for my attention
As bits of a comets close encounter
Break apart and streak across our atmosphere
Consumed by fire
Lost in the heat
Everything remains out of reach
Everything burns up before we meet
It’s beautiful and strange to see
Take Five
Folding formations of finches in flight
Overlayed over ominous clouds lurking
Hinting at what they hold
Bright green hills cut through the grey
Soaked with weeks of rain
Slight sights of sun break through
Even storms must rest
Though they won’t wait for long
The maddening march of moisture must carry on
Sweet Dreams Infinite One
That’s right, your god is sleeping
While creepers creep
As tweakers are tweaking
While you’re filling seats
Pedophile preachers keep preaching
That’s right, your god is sleeping
While the rich get richer
As the poor beg to keep breathing
While we’re dropping bombs on the children of our enemies
As mothers huddle over their bodies, weeping
That’s right, your god is sleeping
While all creation devours itself
An alarm clock keeps beeping
While the world lives on without them
As you wake to find you’ve been dreaming
That’s right, your god is sleeping
Current Currents
Poured over
Pulled under
Lifted up
Despite all my efforts
It is never enough
I am a rock in the river
​Standing against the flow
Despite all my efforts
Water still gets where it goes
Reflecting in the shallows
In the dark depths far below
It’s a meaningless existence
Some drown
Others float
I am a rock in the river
Standing against the flow
Despite all my efforts
I only erode
Rise and Shine
Tell me about the moment your
spirit left your body
Leaving this ghost behind
This whisper of desire
Leaking through eyes wide
Dreaming of fire
Falling from the sky
Raining down around
Consume until it’s gone
Leaving only shadows
Shinning, silent, long
Gently slipping into dawn
The sadness hits like a red brick
Made from blood, sweat, and clay
By modern day slaves
Who sold their lives away
To afford to live another day
Believe Me
Crystals, prisms
Wizards, magicians
Mystics selling visions
Futures, fortunes
Love, death, and torture
We must pay for our sins
On hands and knees
Praying to dieties
On hands and knees
Our heads in guillotines
Losing our minds
Over what we could receive
Losing our heads
Over what we should believe