Defeat me, oh Lord,
Tear down my parapets,
And break apart my iron gates.
Splinter my balustrades,
And scale my stone walls.
Storm my battlements,
And crush my fortifications
With your battering ram.
Release me of imprisonment
And recapture this city.
Siege me, oh Lord,
Sever the snares of my soul,
And purge me of myself.
Unshackle my chains,
Ransack my courtyards,
And pillage my keeps.
Set flame to my resistance,
And burn my idols to ash.
Rescue me, oh Lord,
From my spire of defiance.
Rebuild the aqueducts,
And construct the irrigation.
Declare your conquest,
And proclaim your triumph.
Assemble your mighty reign.
I have surrendered, oh Lord,
The crown belongs to you.

Somewhere in the middle
It becomes difficult
(Impossible)
To tell
Right from Left
And once consumed
There’s really no escaping—
At least, until,
The damage is done

Like a fog and underwater—
Still able to breathe
But unsure if it’s air—

Equilibrium                            thrown

Off/On?

Decisions suspect
Inhibitions to surely distrust
Questionably dubious—

Choices to be made—
Short supply/limited quantity
And are they even right?

I’ll never know her name
You’ll never tell me.
She’ll keep taunting me anonymously
Otherwise I would have a name to my hate.
Holding on to one last piece
And you want me to forgive you?
Let go then,
Stop protecting your sin.
What did you think would happen
When you drove a stake of betrayal
Into the heart of your family’s foundation?
Did you think we would welcome you back
With an open armed embrace?
Saying, ‘it’s okay, everyone’s fallible?’
How couldn’t you see the line
When you crossed it?
Don’t enter here
Believing you have a home anymore.
You and your guilt will sleep on the couch.

You’re leaving.
And standing in the threshold
Of the open doorway
Unraveling your umbrella
You enter into the rain.

I cannot follow
And nothing I can say
Will halt the deluge
Will seal the door
Will convince you to stay.

The door squeals on its hinges
Heels click on the pavement
Curtains of rain close behind you
And I’m left behind
With no further explanation.

Slowly,
I think I’m fading away
And what’s gone is being replaced.
Replaced by all the things
I feared I would become.
But what’s left of me,
What hasn’t faded yet,
It’s still in there somewhere,
Only powerless to get out.

At the thought of a day without Sieve
I found myself at a loss
As a “terms of service violation” page
Blocked my path
In the same way a solitary leaf
Would derail the ever persistent trek
Of a diligently harvesting ant
I too, could not bring myself to grasps
With such a dreadful concept.

My
Very
Excellent
Mother
Just
Served
Us
Narcotics

I doubt it.

Let’s ride this wave
Out
Out
Out
But watch for the undertow
And let’s ride this wave
Way
Way
Way out
Until the golden sand and
Colorful dots have disappeared
Let’s hang ten until the skyline
Is undulating tides and peaking waves
And we’re riding this wave
Out
Out
Out
And we’ll see what’s out there
And we’ll see the lights
And we’ll see the world
Let’s ride this wave
Way
Way
Way out
And see where it takes us
And when we’re finished
Hope the current brings us back

The alcohol’s numbed my lips
But honestly I promise
If I could speak
My mouth is tumbling with words
So I’ll tip back
And keep looking for answers
Written in the froth of another draught
Cause we both know
We’re not that strong
Ernest as your tears attempt to talk
I’m preoccupied
Ordering another
Shot of heartache please?
No, make it two
We’ll drink to existence
Secretly hoping it ends
But would you mind taking
That bullet out of my glass
I’ve bitten it one too many times
Shame I couldn’t say it sober
But cheers to another stupor
The longer it lasts
The less time we’ll regret

Chivalry is dead
And I killed it.
Slit its throat
While it slept.
Watched the life
Drain and disappear.
It was I who
Held the sword—
Promising to restore
Peace and reconciliation.
But as backs turned
I took lethal aim.
This is how it ended—
My guilt stained like scars.
The humid air still quivering,
Moist with betrayal.

I can only say
What I’m thinking,
But I think
More than I’m saying

I hate math
And scientific method can go to hell
And so can yams and their scaly skin
Which can be poisonous if not cooked right
Just like rhubarb
Which is pretty expensive
But is like best friends with strawberry
They make a nice pie