Wednesday, April 18, 2018

For Dave and Velvet

secret nights
for the weirdos
come in from the storm

forget it all
no responsibility
no accountability

just ecstasy and rhythm
and the world goes away

just me and you now
flowing melodies
folding dreams

take me with you
into your secret world
lead me into your garden
of snowdrops and curls

time is endless
tell the old lady i crashed
and dance here with you
while we play and get smashed

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

a bath in the rain
is what the world craves
tender loving wet kisses
against hungry bodies
crying for tenderness

Monday, February 26, 2018

dear amurika
the world sees you
for the pathetic mess that you are
rise up

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

looking down the hole in a toilet
in a madrid hotel near the airport
i flush the shit from my soul
no longer chained to the starving refugee of my mind
bold and loud is how i will live this day and everyone that comes after
my elixir of life poured for me like my first lsd trip
full of possibility and uninhibited
free
certain
scared but knowing there is no other way
down the rabbit hole and into the woods
breadcrumbs be damned
there is no turning back 

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

and the band played on
eyes wide open on this ride
find your music
dance your muse
poise your pens and
take your bow
dreamy ripples
push us to our feet

Friday, October 13, 2017

a lot of people are suffering right now
my friends
strangers around the world
darkness eclipses light
hope seems all but gone
lonliness becomes bold and brave
inhabiting psyche and soul
the dance can feel endless
chaos inevitable
sadness a curse
hold tight, dear ones
let the water wash over
it will find calm once again
ride out this hurricaine of the heart
dig deep into your knowing
that this too shall pass
the storms try to claim us all at some point
everyone in the lifeboats
leave no one behind
we are all in this together
there is no I, no me, no you
there is only we
the consciousness of humanity rising
reach out in front and behind
take a hand if you need one
offer a hand to another
create the unbreakable chain of spirit
we are the ones we have been waiting for

Sunday, June 25, 2017

FOR PRIDE 2017

There once was a woman named Dyke
Who purchased a stunning new bike
She said with a grin
While licking her chin
She rides a lot better than Mike