clear is not a color

I can make them crumble
castles made of Hope
into the sea
eventually

unto you
unto you

the big red button

press me
press me

ah yes discipline
cause Lord knows
I know the consequences
or at least that
i know I don't want
to deal with them


playing the blues
on my heart strings
the wind and
i sing in all
the monotony

sometimes i need
to stay plain jane
cause the can of worms
makes a mess
i don't wanna
clean up

chocolate and sugar puffs

a green day

the langoliers
visted last night

behind my eyes


HELLO
you cannot control
the sea change
the waves washing me
i bathe in the glory

i have waited so long

to be free

but i still like
to be tied to everything

invisibly

only the maker
knows the seams

it is improv
this life of mine

measuring time
health
in superfood spoons

my hair is clean
my rings on

a new day of to do
a new day of to do

small



break throughs