Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Recovery

There I lie in bed again
I see myself with loving eyes
Twitching with adrenaline
Traded days for one demise
No way in hell to paint it black
With that pipe I cracked it back

Twisting truth with crystal stems
Makes for cloudy weather
The glass stays strong when you shatter
To smoke you back together
Vaporized and left alone
Is it too late to drift on home?

What a beautiful day to be alive
Ebony crows fly away with my pain
Just for Today I join my feathered friends
There’s nothing to lose and so much to gain
Your passion, too, could be your drive
Take this chance to leave the hive

In this circle let’s join hands
Leave your judgements at the door
Passing through the hourglass sands
Repeated suffering will be no more
Find the means beyond these ends
With ourselves we make amends

Shaken up and left for dead
Trapped inside a snow globe
Attracted to the sparkling threads
Of the Grim Reaper’s robe
Giving me a grin he waves goodbye
Just for Today...
It’s not my time to die.

Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Dissociation

How did I get back to this faraway place?
Is it reality or just another dream?
A strange escape or maybe a beautiful nightmare
My traumatized brain tries to create
Let’s run away
Somewhere I still don’t recognize
The ceiling lights glare down at me
Like two artificial suns
I adjust my mechanical lenses
Imprinted with electric blue floaters
Looking around at a vague simulation
Representing reality
Convinced I’m just an organic machine
Taking in a compelling illusion
Grasping at plaster walls and polyester fabric
Only to make sure the hologram I stand in
Doesn’t fizzle out too soon
I’m just a glitch in the matrix
So self aware it wonders if it’s human after all.

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Oblivion

People turn away
From the light of day
When their shadows
Keep them safe

Did you hear the news
It’s a beggar singing blues
The Royal Right states
That was his life to choose

Don’t get too close
Or the truth will boast
Her subtle power
Claiming the mightiest egos

Don’t scoff too soon
It’s half past noon
There’s an artist earning lunch
With his beautiful tunes

Be careful looking down
It’s easy to drown
When your delusions
Come toppling back to the ground

Smoke and Mirrors

Inner and outer turmoil
Spinning webs of gratitude
Ironic mirror spiders
Reverse our attitudes


This smokey disposition
Is craving for some change
Just like my idle vagrants
So powerful and strange


Living tales of rebellion
They remind me of the flames
Spirits fierce with hunger
Their brave hearts can’t be tamed


Our viewpoints shift with the eclipse
Behind a fiery sun
Missy Moon smiles and says
It’s all been said and done


Let’s all stand together
As the last building crashes
We can make like a phoenix
And rise above these ashes

Narcotics Anonymous

New beginnings
Acceptance of
Reality on its own terms
Caring enough to
Open our minds to the
Truth
Intentionally healing to
Create
Serenity


Always here for us
Never in doubt
Omnipresent courageous
Network of hope
Yearning to spread the
Message to
Open our hearts to
Unity and
Surrender