my mood is grey today, everyday.

drink to good health,

every once in a while

platinum on my window sill

below the nest ring and all

misaligned by design

though understandable so

some talk of imbalance and particles

like apes can be made of atoms,

criticize, disconnect the power at the source

differ the light, take the fire back to the gods

the struggle was not worth the cost

I see things in a want for desire,

flashes both bold and white, blinding.

riot was the cure, my bed the bait

hear me out like the flow is gold

tore apart by river flow, chasing after

brutal only made harder by finding out

the shine comes undone once you drown

for you never let go of the mighty heavy weight

a pour down from a sober man to a fellow fallen soul

a castaway begotten by horror, I just had to make it through gravity

do define agony.

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MY HOUSE  CARRIES ANIMALS BONES

UNDERNEATH THE GROUND NOT THE CELLAR

THE ATTIC KNEW DECAY AND DESERVED BURNING DOWN

PRIDE WILL CATAPULT US FARTHER THAN THE RAG FATHER

BUT ONLY IF I DO NOT REACH OUT FOR THE NECK

A COLLEAGUE MOURNED A MOMENT OF FLEETING CRISIS

A GOOD SOUL IN BENEVOLENT SADNESS

TAKING UP ARMS DESPITE THE SOLITUDE

A TRUE DIAMOND, CORE AND SURFACE ALIKE

MY FEAR HAS TRANSMUTATED

I NO LONGER FEAR WHAT YOU WOULD DO

BUT RATHER WHAT I WOULD DO

TO STAIN THE DISTANCE THAT I SET WITH THE PAST

IS A FLEETING DAGGER, A TRUE DEATH SENTENCE.

I recall a wiser friends words, soleem in the wisdom

of how powerfully he apologized despite not being at fault

a vehicle for change, arms at the ready, open and welcoming

I tried and therefore failed to get away from myself,

my mood is grey today. everyday