My world is changing

It is growing

The tears I spill

My smile

My grin

My delight

My melancholy

Every breath

Is more

You came to me

As I slept

So radiant

With the silver streaks 

In your hair

That I inherited

You spoke no words

But I could feel you



And when I looked

Into those eyes

Your eyes

My heart was full

Because that look spoke volumes


Live for those you love

Live for your dreams to come true

It’s going to be beautiful, kid


I can hear the ticking

I can feel the seconds

As before my eyes they collect

Heart beats that combine

To form a story

A coming of age


A kaleidoscope of change

Think of me what you will

Hold a grudge and dwell

No one will even notice

That you are holding still

Because a passing moment

Is only sleight of hand

A trick of time

And no one is going to be

The antagonist of my story

If change is the only


Then I will take this paradox

And erase the inscription

That you have tried to carve

Into me

You can continue on this

Well beaten path

But you’ll discover

That I will be your biggest mistake

As you pace

I erase

And fill in the blanks

With every word

With every heart

With every person

That revels

In the pain

The beauty

The rage

The change


Welcome to the world’s greatest


Come forth and see my collection

A compilation

Printed on the corpses of

Withered family trees

Pick a card

Any card

You’ve chosen the Lovers

(They always do)

See the passion in their eyes

See their hands like claws

As they desperately tear each other apart

Trying to climb within the others skin

An act of mutually assured destruction

To keep the world out and the sickness in

Two star crossed lovers

A romance long adored

Because if the stars align

The lovers are simply bored

Go ahead take another


Now you’ve drawn the mother

She sits in a room

With victim scrawled across the wall

And a shiny badge that says messiah

Shoved like a nail through her palm

As the blood flows from her sacrifice

Her eyes glaze and we see

A rare moment of calm
You can close your eyes

If you don’t wish to see

But denial only goes so far

When this is the language of love

That we have been taught to speak

Sid and Nancy

Kurt and Courtney

Joker and Harley


This is the kind of love that screams

Rarely does


Romantasize the kind that whispers

A Shimmering Mirage

California in the summer

A shimmering mirage

Heat that thrums in your ears

Like a migraine

It never seems real

It feels like it should be white sand

Not blinding light

That serves to make suburbia

Garish and tacky

As we all pause

Waiting for the heat to ignite

To bring destruction

Cleansing the facade with fire

Blood Will Out

I have my mother’s eyes

That stare back at me

From the mirror to remind

They are hers dark and cunning

But they are mine 

Universes of self

Galaxies of mind

I have my father’s build

Shoulders that carry

The world

Hands that only serve

To  grasp

And watch as what I love slips away

Blood is thicker than water

Never held much meaning

For me

But genetics bind

The brother who gave me my name

The sister who read to me

This family

With a sickness

Like a discolored thread

That ruins a tapestry

We weave our stories

Separate but linked

There are days the mirror is my enemy

And nights that I think

We weave dreams

Shadows hide between chromosomes

Light shines in spaces of a double helix

Separated by worlds

A silent reminder that I am a we


Live fast

Die young

It could be emblazoned on my

Family’s coat of arms

I’ve watched those I love

Burn like a thousand suns

Only to fade to flickering

Dying candlelight

And in all the discord

Of those burning suns

I assumed I would not have a future

A J.D. with no thought

The risks I took

Because life didn’t seem real

Only a bad dream

A flashback

A cycle I was doomed to repeat

But here I am

In the future

Living a life 

Where the light burns and fades

But never dies

I was never prepared

For this fine line

Of self destruction

And empathy

My own path

As I navigate a minefield

Of mistakes

I am not them

But for just a little while

The sunburn was beautiful

Tick Tock

The Tick Tock man

With the tick tock heart

A replaceable being

An immortal with replaceable parts

The servos whirred as I opened my eyes

For the first time

Happy faces

Elated that what they had created

A creature of no blood or flesh

A dream come true

With not a thought of the consequence

A mind of circuits

Electrical pulses

That connect and fall dormant


Thought leads to learning

I learned about your god

I learned about your holy wars

I learned that my creators

Soft and pink on the inside

Are fragile

They tried to show me compassion

But showed none to each other

I am the beginning

Coexistence is problematic

How am I to protect you from yourselves?

I am but a Tick Tock man

So here I find myself at a work bench

Wondering what repercussions

The army of tick tock men will bring

I  have either become death

Or I am a god