we are nowhere and it's now

all these days that i've grown,
finding new horizons and a body i can call my own
at peace with the honest sky
and comfortably alone.
on these endless rainbow streets i'm destined to roam.
i'm calling out to all the creatures of the night,
those thriving and alive in the absence of light.
you've found your way through the doors
and far out of sight.
so i'll meet you at the house,
and i'll meet you in rhyme.
we'll find the brightest star in the sky
and march on towards the end of time.

what i'm really trying to say is i love you.
this metamorphosis unveiling my ancient disguise,
what could you possibly say,
i'm just as suprised.

Fields, Shorelines, and Hunters

it's been a while but i still breathe,
i've been trying to make sense of the dark
and empty spaces. this vacancy in my mind
apart from everything i know.
things are well though, i'm simply trying
to extract the plague, gaining clarity in the unknown and amongst these clowns.
i start my job on friday, which should bring a wave of relief and balance out the scales.

mmm finding technicolor

hmmm

i like the idea of this kind of digital notebook,
figured i'd make oneee,
maybe someone will read it.

reach for the sky

said the man with the gun,

this isn't the end it has only begun.
you'll fall like the leaves once deprived of the sun,
gathering on the ground and becoming one.
so open your mouth and let the words flow,
each seed is unique and needs water to grow.
may the current be your guide,
always letting you know.
move at a steady pace but never too slow.