ambersundays

     I don’t know how to write this story, but maybe that’s not as important as the story itself. I’m hoping that the creative energy is powerful enough that it will write itself. Almost like I’m just the messenger. My problem is where to begin. Does it begin in my childhood? I was a deeply…

Take a minute  Maybe two  Or three  To make a wish  and keep it safe with me.  I often forget my whimsy  like a leaf dancing to the ground  my smile inverted  your face, round.  How many laughs and giggles must it take  To finally break this thing apart  what a menace to society  to…

The picture I have  in my head  is pretty  But you don’t seem to care. This could be a breakup  but I just wouldn’t dare  because I say I love you  and goddamn it  I mean it  But if you don’t  and you won’t  Then why try to keep it?  I’m so sick and tired …

Maybe I made a mistake but for a hopeless romantic I guess It’s motivation to move closer to you. A leap of faith.

you are much too tall too small too strong too weak too loud too quiet too bold too curious too meek. You’re too… too something or never quite enough to ever fit in properly amongst the riffraff, the hierarchy, or the precious flowers. You must then, so it seems, fit in only amongst Yourself.

Sugar coated in my innocence I hide a troubled mind. We don’t gotta talk about it, Jus read between the lines. People say I’m complicated whatever that means I can not tell a lie But it’s fine, I am fine. What kind of world are we livin’ in? It’s criminal my message? Subliminal and someone…

Your vengefulness has morphed into a strange fetish an inverted phobia you keep crashing into things that pain you and to pretend is a hell you fail to fathom The kill switch escapes you. foolishly stumbling running amok causing a scene that’s finicky at best. Give it a rest actually, kill it till it’s dead.

What if I killed a man? What if I buried his head in the sand? What would the people say? Would I go down on my knees and begin to pray? No, I’m not caving in to see a world go to shit Are you listening? I’ve got bills to pay and mouths to feed…

I unravel in the darkness I can travel to the sun I have dived into the oceans I move mountains with my tongue. You don’t want me to be honest you don’t need me to be free I got cash inside my pocket and the devil beside me.