i clutch dreams a handful of loose pearls the floor is covered in the perilous lost spectres each step an uncertain risk i stand shaking clutching a handful of dreams flinching as another pops out of my sweaty palm to clink and bounce before chattering into place scattered delusions a floor covered in caltrops soon […]

the soup is heating up and the rice is cooking as the aroma of fresh baked cookies fills the air a hustling bustle holding down the sadness of dwindling minutes none of us are quite willing to acknowledge as sunday fades gently to dust soon enough reality will rubberband back into unsightly refrains of dismal […]

little more than a petulant collection of frankenstein’s creatures cobbled together from the corpses of childhood dreams forced into an unwanted existence by a slurry of chemicals as lightning strikes the collection of misremembered memories floating in a myopic sense of lost wonder scared and alone torn from the comforting dark assaulted by sensory overload […]

grief is an ouroboros all consuming infecting every atom a nuclear barrage of self implosions a crater a toxic cloud hanging heavy hiding a forever altered skyline i cannot see through the curtain of tears as the curtain closes on another daydream delirium i choke on the soot as aspirations smolder on the green wood […]

bars of golden light diffused through the dirty glass slice through the smoky haze a retention of hope vivisecting a frozen morn the coffee tastes of ash my tongue a terminal for the arcing dissent frying bare nerves bathed in the bars of golden light a cognizant shadow in a fog of swirling caffeinated particulates […]

the afterimage of phantom lightning strikes is etched into every furtive blink as the asphalt erupts around me plasma induced explosions rattle the overpass yet no one else seems affected as i speed by in a ruptured panic dodging errant gigavolt destruction in hurry to get nowhere before the end of everything

i wrote to you yesterday a message expressing my feelings as the sparrows hopped happily around me i left it unsent an open wound bleeding love into the æther because i knew you wouldn’t care to read it the same as the day before on and on for the last two months i hoped to […]

i didn’t know who i was for so very long because i was always someone different i didn’t know there was something off inside that made me chase clouds always seeking some magic a miracle that could satiate my ever changing desperation it took too long to recognize the pattern the shifts to see normal […]

the world is frozen and still populated by sad faces staring out of frosted windows looking for a bit of hope to carry them through the day i scurry an insect exploring immune to the concept of time driven by instinct as the full weight of the multifaceted horrors in a perpetual fog of danger […]

i have hours between calls sitting in the cold rain in a gravel lot outside the fed ex warehouse somewhere west of 35 a few miles from the next appointment too far from anything except empty parking lots and blustery bouts of rain waiting for the next act to play out in my mind a […]

the rain began in the middle of the night the power failed soon after as i lay shivering beneath the heavy gray blanket listening to the elegiac sounds of the chimes half muted in the frigid drops while winter sat watching patiently in the gray swirl my mind leapt between conclusions as little flashes of […]

i am a squid. an ink black cloud. then poof, gone. i have the heart of an invertebrate and the soul of a mad franciscan friar wailing away in a fibonacci sequence of descending chaos compressed into a bullet shot point blank at the tenuous fabric of creation a despot dreaming of draining the font […]

i am not adverse to change just petrified of anything different from the status quo i have built my necessary routines upon the rigid rules on which my fractured brains subsides but now the blue has become green and the constant comparisons to days past are a rusty nail jammed deep into my anxiety dipped […]

pop i could feel it pop poppop the edge of the mania warble pop a ripple ran along in a placid distortion yet it filled me with a loathsome anticipation pop poppop pop the drips of moisture in my throbbing skull becoming agitated pop i don’t want to fall i have seen this bottom dwelled […]

we all have that silly little dream that never quite dies even as life proves it will assuredly never be a reality mine has always been to say live from new york it’s saturday night then have a great monologue before introducing the musical act the only change over the decades is which band that […]

i have sat erasing unwritten poems from my mind tracingtheseimpossibletanglesthrough/a rat’s nest/ofangular sorrowswith(a)rapidlyshrinking pinktrapezoidtryingtosolveintnagibilitythroughstubbornrefusaltoadmitthe/light at the end of the tunnel/isnothingmorethan (a)fuckingtrainbarrelingdownthetrack a shower of inky flecks falls as i scrub the folds of my defective brain a trail of half remembered snippets in a pool of unshed tears /little more than a collection of accumulated […]

i have been known to seemingly exaggerate from my sphere of hyperbolic ramblings from time to time but one thing i know for sure is where to get the best pancakes in all of texas without question my friends have divined the best practice to lure an anxious fool from his dark and comfy hidden […]

deadlines are creeping yet i bounce between four stories and think about ten others i will likely never write hoping for a calm in the storm or at least to sit in the eye for a while my emotions are a color wheel constantly spinning and depending on the hue i can write ten thousand […]

at three o’clock the rumbling of the neighbor’s truck rattled the window and i woke her name on my tongue and an ache in my chest a rather auspicious start to another lonesome weekend but the palpations ease the flow of sorrow in inflection a case of unwanted introspection as moon hangs in fractured repose […]

my lips will keave you singed the fever in one impassioned kiss burns an inferno leaving your lovely shadow burnt into a silhouette projected onto the wall my embrace carries the chill of the grave as your heart fuels the flames while i siphon your very soul with the grace of my silvery talented tongue […]

today spun itself into a disturbing dervish of frantic action a ball of manic anxiety shivers arcing against my ribcage the fiction becomes irrelevant concentration a myth skimming eight books for a word to incite creation been so long since i escaped the city i had forgotten the lazy circles of hawks over withered fields […]

last night i slept for once i was a normal boy capable of stringing together hours of dream and awake to the alarm clock savored the hot coffee and sat as the sun rose lost in my head as the stories tell their secrets sylvia’s words grandiloquently scraping the toxins from my brain in this […]

a symphony of singing crystals the clatter of skeletal hands clamoring for a momentary warmth the world pauses queues up the next batch of discordant racket the sudden silence lays heavy the stillness pressing down downdowndown one note floating sharp and clear through the emptiness a pinprick of beauty drawing a deep crimson blossom swelling […]

the lady at the post office asked if i had a printer i could use to print out the address labels since my handwriting is so atrocious she was more polite about it as she pointed at the jumble hoping i could translate the chicken scratch the lady at the register next to her laughed […]

i am a bystander the people unseemly collections of dream wispy phantasms swirling in spectral clouds of ambiguous malaise my fingers pass through as the performance plays on an audience of one sitting at the edge of my seat as i imagine what happens next swallowing the longing to be a part of the play […]

i cannot tell if it a motorcycle racing back and forth down the road outside or if it is a gigantic circular saw slowly tearing its way through grand prairie the engine whines reverberating as i brush my teeth rattling the mirror or at least my brain within my cavernous skull as i gargle and […]

the skeletal branches scraping slate gray skies beguiling a faux winter feel as i sip coffee and nurse lavender clusters from the silence of the living room the kids are still asleep as the birds sing triumphant tales of verdant fields a serenading symphony in softly whistled snatches proclaiming the glory of pseudo springtime in […]

ever feel one track over for the longest time the tracks ran together but slowly the layers peeled away and now maybe you should have zagged the safe bet was to zig but what if does it keep you up at night that fucking surefire zig you knew deep deep down it screamed a desperate […]

there once was a man who loved the moon no that is unfair it belittles his dedication implies he is touched by the spirit of madness not just madly in love for who could possibly love the moon? the coldly aloof spectre hanging demurely in the night the wan relfection with a dark side barely […]

there is an intrinsic peace found in a hard night coming down a surrealistic exposé on the logic in setting down the phone as the heaviness radiating softly in your skull leads to a unquenchable melancholy a desert of intimacy in stark moonlight coldly reflected ina trillion grains of dreamscatter a tattered tired vagabond snug […]

no one spares a thought for the birds umceremoniously pushed from the nest who never figured out how to fly our feet crack the hollow bones as we watch spellbound the sparrows fly and sing an avalanche of writhing pink featherless fear stricken figurative fatalities falling falling falling there is a parable in there probably […]

and so, at last the fool sat strapped to a folding chair with a bouquet of eager balloons tied the back astride his wobbling star speckled chariot holding two bright red flares he wobbles on the gently blowing breeze one last quixotic attempt to mar the ideal of beauty with his posioned pen of vagrant […]

i haven’t drank in a long time but i can close my eyes and taste the phantom burn with notes of smoke and pure ambrosia tonight i lay in the darkness a hazy transparency hanging heavily the fire of creation burning wildly in my belly stripped bare beyond nudity a transient state somewhere between implausible […]

when the dust finally settles our organs are unceremoniously bagged and tossed into our abdominal cavity and our blood has been siphoned out replaced with the brightly colored formaldehyde the paperthin flesh reduced to dust in a film over pitted ivory the things that made us miserable the piece of food wedged between broken molars […]

the light darted out between the slender trunks lining the small one and a half lane country road aesop rock was rapping about a thousand virtues kicking the same bucket like chinatown turtles and i was one with the cosmos racing like a single photon unerringly straight into the cardiac stutter of a near panic […]

spent an hour signing books trying to write legibly so the lady at the post office doesn’t have an embolism all while trying to not come off as an asshole to the kind people that wanted a fool’s autograph in a book he scribbled lavender shippers with chicken scratch along the labels familiar anxiety over […]

little kitten meowing at my door happily consuming a can of tuna and a bowl of water rubbing up against my bare shins a ferocious little ball of purring already learning to game the system yet despite your independent streak a quick stop for chin scratches after your morning feast before skulking back into the […]

if we had some sort of super powered parabolic microphone aimed at the heart of a black hole i imagine it just pulsates bleakly screaming at the emptiness of space maybe that’s just me it’s easy to dissociate when there is no reason not to be uncertain where you are or if you are or […]

was being an unwanted pregnancy the precursor to an living an unwanted existence or was it the knowledge of being unwanted that set me on course to question everything i had been taught just barely cognizant enough to forecast self fulfilling prophecies of dire dooms to recognize the recursive shitshow growing into a mutilation of […]

hope is the tinderawaiting a sparkto light the bonfireof discarded dreamsor so it seemssitting in a parkinglot with nowhere to goand all day to get there patiencehas never beena virtuejust fertileground tosow the seedsof uneasinessas the interminableseconds ceasetheir infernallyarduous flow i havedeconstructedmyself so oftenin this silencealways findingan extra partwhen i finishto toss withthe mounting pileof […]

there is a subtle beauty in the flashing of the cursor on a blank screen when i need to scream out my anxiety or cry out my love but there is nothing but the staccato beat of the blue line focusing all of this hyperbole into stringently defiled order a brief silence before my thumbs […]

the wind is a howling wolf prowling just outside my bedroom window i hear it over the shower in an array of disharmonics sounding the clumsy metal collisions of the wind chimes as they hang horizontally in the wailing gales i stood shaving putting the broken pieces of sleep together to show a full design […]

i have been preoccupied with death lately moreso than normal when the walls are pressing in on me as i lay wide awake after hours feeling too tired to think now all i have is these thoughts ricocheting about my cavernous skull writingwritingwriting using a straw in a futile effort to stay ahead of the […]

you could attach jumper cables to my heart and power a remote village from the anxiety in an acidic halo of near panic whispering softly in willowy undertones under my frantic pulse enslaved by these feverish desires the devil’s heartbeat thunders deeply in my papermache chest i am torn to shreds in the divine chaos […]

my friend and i were walking through the woods one hot summer day i had just gotten new shoes and as he walked in the creek i stayed ten feet above him going through the trees because i knew what would happen if i got my shoes all muddy i remember exactly when the tree […]

a friendaskedme to writean introductionfor his newcollectionof shortfictionand as iscribbled mythoughts onhis writingand on ourfriendshipit beganto feel asif i werewriting hiseulogy insteadof sellingthe readeron his words in my macabremindset ibegan toeulogize myselfa goddamned foolwho gives pastthe point oftotal embarrassmentunrelentingin his pursuitof what doesn’twant anythingto do with himspilling himselfinto the ætherincessantly tothe verge ofbecoming a parodymaking […]

i despise my delicate nature easily bruised a faint breeze leaves me shattered all i can do is lash out in my petulance airing every ache skinless in the storm of salty tears so filled with the golden glow of untarnished emotion the beauty of which i cannot capture as it seers my insolent tongue […]

the mourning routine remains unchanged a pot of adderall to wash down the bitter brown coffee as i read the news of the last evening tapping the same apps hoping for a new spin on the old insanity half an hour pleading with the universe for a deviation off this accursed loneliness as i get […]

occasionally i find myself on a web sitting quite still as is my peculiar nature feeling the vibrations of alien interpersonal connections run beneath my curiously awkward perch i make myself as small as i can to not disturb the buzzing semivoyeuristic afraid if i become to active a tidal wave of my madness will […]

the bells of the chapel played a happy song and i wished you were there as the melody rang out holding my hand

the delivery driver got lost an hour past his arrival time i still sit in a lbrary without books wasting my day despite my best attempts to stay busy enough to avoid having to spend any time in my own head the universe itself conspires to bring about my downfall so i sit here watching […]

the current of the lazy river pulls my body slowly forward the sunlight filters through the canopy in a display of dancing shadows a secret missive from the trees themselves in coded flashes over my eyelids as i struggle to wake myself before the liquid fills my shriveled lungs well aware in my unconscious state […]

i leak emotions into the æther as i drag the razor across my mind unable to let wounds heal when the pain is all i can process as the loss is more pronounced each day i am tired of doggedly putting one foot in front of the other when the only reward is scars in […]

airplanes rumble to break the stillness of the evening the occasional high rev of a motorcycle the faint clang of the wind chimes dances in the darkness where i sit nursing a headache and the insomnial delusion maybe tonight will bring some sleep i wish i were on one of those planes headed anywhere but […]

the birds are excitedly singing this morning a high pitched squall in layered discordant notes fingernails down a chalkboard as everything feels brittle to a sleep addled fool the rumble of circling planes halts the choir of fluffy little former dinosaurs with hollow bones flitting about on the porch railing as they taunt me while […]

the words were intangible today i cast my net and came back with nothing except these circular incisions and this manic malaise this is when the stories reveal themselves when writing becomes nigh herculean yet my obsessive demands that every single day i write because legacies do not build themselves and i have been okay […]

a quiet clatterof coffee percolatingsoft bird songunder yellowtinted blue skiesa semipermanentbank of pollutionrefracting thenascent sunlightover a sleepy citya kaleidoscope oflatent poisons inslow suffocationas the first weekof the fresh calendarfades into the past i sitcalm and thoroughlyunpreparedto meet the daya bipplar bardfluctuatingto and frowith no controlover the oscillationin chemical delugethe carcinogenichazel dispersion ina funeral shroudof anxiety

the air is thick with smoke my head still vibrates from the firetruck that idled just outside my window i was jittery all day as the mania replaced the anxiety the pendulous swing taking me from the sky is falling into individual atoms pulsing in a chaotic array i am moving at the speed of […]

i don’t know if it is a result of my childhood or just a gift from low self esteem but my willingness to accept fault for other’s actions is a crippling effect of what i assume is a matyr complex i let people treat me like shit and joyfully stay where i am not wanted […]

the problem with a need for total control over every situation is it leads to a false sense of being the only one whose opinion matters when things deviate from the expected it has a tendency to make those suddenly in chaos shut down i have ny own terminal tendencies as i leave everything to […]

the kids are about to leave and all three of us vibrate with anxiety as the bubble the last week and a half sheltering us from the real world quivers as the thin semipermeable membrane is at the verge of popping they return to school and the stress of rubberbanding back to reality i lose […]

the turn signalat campbellgoing to coitis liekly theshortest lightin the metroplexfor such a busyintersectiona brief interchangeleading to carssitting throughfive changes ofgreen to redbefore being lessthan halfwaythrough to seeit shift to yellowonce more strandingangry faces forthe next cycle i osscilate atthe same frequencymy patiencegrown as swiftas this malevolentgatekeeper holdingthe throngs ofimpatient drivershostage as theystare at theseven […]

it becomes impossible to give when it is clear you have no inherent value when every word is dissected reconfigured and made into a weapon but you wield nothing and all the cuts are self inflicted when you beg for the only thing that can fix things just to realize you’re the only one trying […]

a subtle symphony of discordant supplication a diaphonous susurrous of sullen surrender serenaded in the pleading beat of cardiac palpations guiding the starlight in shimmering waves of trepidation to wash away the clamoring sway of sweet dreams with the frantically swishing staccato of sorrowful soulshatter suturing trembling lips to cease the flow of insipid sighs […]

life is a solitary endeavor broken briefly by occasional intersections crashing into another becoming something more before fading dreamembers dying in the long nights alone i watch a traffic cop in the middle of the street limiting my interactions for fear of causing an accident and stopping the flow of traffic in all directions part […]

my irrational sentimentality keeps me hanging out where i am clearly unwanted a jug of milk curdled in the back of the fridge that needs to be thrown out but there is alaways a reason to put it off until tomorrow overstaying my welcome like a splinter barely noticed until the full infection sets in […]

i walk each morning through this garden of withered grayed stalks a wintry reminder death must come before rebirth and we are dying with each painful breath stuck in this false spring where the birds sing of green knowing another cold snap is surely coming but i see the facade with forced open eyes and […]

the idea of sleeping in the embrace of the undulating dreamless abyss only to be ripped free and forced into a new squalling infant form to relearn what it is to suffer through life once more terrifies me a perpetual cycle of reincarnation bound to this mortal coil with no chance of escape spun out […]

it’s eleven thirty on new year’s eve and i am laying here staring at the ceiling doing my best to pretend the things that bother me actually do not a fool’s quest for blissful ignorance as the clock ticks ever nearer to twelve i used to celebrate get hammered with friends ring in the new […]

it’s sunny as if even the universe itself in its ever expanding negligence celebrates the demise of this year of utter abandonment as if this eventually all consuming blot at the center of this wobbling trailer park of a solar system gives two fucks if the pervasive sense of a full foreclosure of hope ticks […]

a former coworker was at the same location yesterday and as he walked past me i was asked if i remembered him i stared at the head of silver hair the gut hanging over his belt and could not recognize the face now hidden in lines it had been over ten years since we had […]

overwhelmed by this petulant haze of lackadaisical lethargy unable to find a reason to accomplish anything at all as the morning chill burns off and i sit alone in a parking lot unwilling to make a move the crushing weight of hopelessness as i curl up into a ball inside this faulty shell ignoring the […]

the funeral pyre threatens to blot out the sun as the gathered detritus of hooes shattered throughout the dying year stabs the horizon with dreamsplinters that pierce the vacant dissipation of god’s bored penumbra listlessly swatting away the earnest pleas from voices long ignored by divinity angelic tears in molotov kisses flicker with a sullen […]

i dislike service calls in hospitals the sterility in filth bright lights amplify every secret flaw an exposure in illnesses as overworked faces greet agonized souls in barometric disaster of inclement death it feeds the butcher shop in my haunted mind with images and invisible threats as i keep my head down and try to […]

a stark refusal to accept the clouded truth a terminal need to clear the air rather than let inferred actions settle as fact a consistent push for villification instead of seeing both angles to find the mythical middle in which reality nestles violently the human condition is a myopic illusion where intentions are fluid dependent […]

she was from des moines or maybe dubuque it was iowa so that meant pig ass or rows of corn for feed or high fructose corn syrup and either or was certainly bad for the heart there was this hint of trouble behind that wide midwestern smile a sign of smoke in her beguiling easy […]

the windows deform as the winds assault everything that dares defy its invisible endless wrath melted silica in crystalline rigidity in a wobble high over the streets filled with the vacant eyes incomprehending just how close they are to glass raining down from the thirtieth floor i was flawed in my tempering unable to handle […]

the tempo matches the traffic a few minutes of racing a slow backbeat at the lights dissociation by association pulled from the chaos the sheer absurdity by an algorithm that electronically matches the overtly complicated complicit world of nonbinary relapses the ones and zeros balance out the insanity of organic idiocy a symphony of disharmonics […]

every two hours i roll over spend five minutes muttering to myself silently another twenty lost in thought recycling the day trying to find the words that escaped me during the install when my hands were too busy to scribble catching fragments of those figments before slipping back into a new fit of troubled sleep […]

i am in one of my death spirals where i see the loops recognize the cycle and yet am powerless to pull free it is maddening knowing it is reoccurring that this is my normal spin yet being trapped i am nauseous from chasing my tail and the anxiety is mounting to a fresh wave […]

after a long year of consistently lowering expectations the last page of the calendar seems a fitting tinder for striking the fire to consume the next in a maelstrom of unbridled desires long left neglected no longer hiding in a kingdom of ash fearing failure until the fear of attempting became all consuming settling for […]

the gray dissipated as the holiday ended winter retreated petulantly to regroup for a second assault in the new year as texas thaws indifferent or rather aloof a no man’s land in seasonal differential a false autumn in between blustery polar dissent the trees as yet to shed foliage smugly stand tall among nude neighbors […]

newton insisted time continues to pass as a constant while einstein argued it was more a relative passage which would explain how fresh pain seems to last an eternity and yet time still flows time is a cage in which temporary beings seek to inflict order upon chaos governing even the most microscopic changes with […]

there must be a miracle drug to ease this overwhelming anxiety bubbling in acidic groans throughout my meat prison. none of the other drugs seem to erase the edge. or maybe this is what it is to be human a condition of inescapable horror leading to death with brief moments where things make a modicum […]

i hope the three spirits visit me this evening i need some self help tips on obtaining the spirit of christmas and let’s face it my people skills are tragic and that’s being overly kind curious to spend another sleepless evening revisiting my past and over analyzing each and every misstep or fretting over this […]

i am filling this pervasive void with music with poetry any self serving sense of distraction from being alone with my thoughts sealing up the insistent whispers with wax until the inside of my skull is a honeycomb leaking poison rather than the biblical flood of easily triggered abandonments saturating my soul the cold has […]

i am a goddamned mute trying frantically to speak yet not a single peep disturbs the silence draped over my tongue a funeral shroud of bitterness flapping over this frozen texan hell

i have a knack for finding a logical reason that stands up to scrutiny to explain my irrational need to hide my ingrained fear of failure along with a predilection for anxiety give me a near superpower in justification and so i hide ignoring the petty nagging cuts giving my peace of mind willingly to […]

winter is an emaciated old wolf howling snarling teeth bared just outside the door as another storm of the century lays waste to holiday decorations as they blow across the empty highway i watch it shivering on the couch wishing for a pot of coffee dressed in layers and flinching each time the heat kicks […]

like drinking orange juice after a two day fast how the acid begins churning rising until a whiff of hades tickles the back of your throat a burning pit consumes your internal organs blackened bones and embers in the ash glowing nothing seems to distract me from the swirling cosmos of chaotic malaise not the […]

loss is intangible smokey particulates everywhere yet wraps around my chest with the weight a dwarf star crushing me into dust perhaps i am inhaling my own fetid remains on another of my journeys through the tartarus of a rancid soul a single minded misery machine who picks scabs in the long dark silence of […]

all night i tried to write and the words fell from the hole in my center to tumble listlessly onto the floor in a pile of squirming illegibility. i am emptynulldevoid a walking enigma of negative worth incapable of beauty. or maybe it’s just a bad night. i can’t seem to tell the difference any […]

the solsticeis quite aproposthe longest nightmatching mydark nimbusas depressioncolors my world i should beused to the variedshades of darknessthese huesmy fracturedsense of selfshines effortlesslyin the hollowsof my mindevery random arcin miswiredsynapses sendinghigh voltagein convulsivelyrigorous sadness i blackoutall the windowswith brushes dippedin the sins leakingfrom the lesionsmarring my lightbereft soul we raceever faster towardan endingsome of […]

i get lost in my agonies fireflies sounding off in explosions just under my papery flesh so easily torn by these foreign intruders lumps squirming larva growing in the fibers of aching muscles as i decipher the lights dully gleaming a hidden missive from the universe or god mocking me either or i sit with […]

the difference between deified and deicide is a matter of what you have done for someone else lately a constantly fluctuating goal impossible to ever maintain

no more willful blindness facing forward with open eyes and an acceptance somethings are beyond our control when you express a desire to be seen and valued that suddenly you become the villain it isn’t you that is the problem despite what you are made to believe don’t ignore the sudden opportune timing of your […]

words can be twisted contorted until what was actually said becomes a sick parody with a whole new meaning far removed from what was actually said like playing the old game telephone where one person whispers a word and by the end of the line it has become something else entirely removed from the original […]

parts of us die when we suffer abuse and we often are forced to question if we survived or if we simply became monsters as well the dead bits never truly go away but they linger reminding us what was irrevocably irreversibly taken away and in those spaces scars grow until all that is left […]