Love can be written in fiction and in stars above
One day I hope people look here to find stories
Words that inspire dreams of greater adventures
Heroes and heroines that break cliches and chains
Someone to remind us that while moments are dark
Our stories keep going as long as you see it through
11.25.19
She sought sanctuary from heavy rains
A porch-swing over rivers rushing by
Crisp mountain air, not a soul nearby
11.14.19
The greatest lie ever told
All men are created equal
Though not defined by
Atoms and compounds
Cells, marrow, blood, bone
Debt and dollar divide us
11.7.19
One day I’ll tell you what it meant
To feel soft skin on my shoulder
While you slumber, I dream of
When we’ll sleep by starlight
11.6.19
My wife and I don’t know how we’ll make it month to month
We work full time, pay our bills, scavenge every penny
Yet debts add up, stacking crap on top of bullshit mountain
An American dream of shitty insurance and a million ways
To die a victim of late-stage capitalism gone amuck
Everyone has two full years of income already owed
A one percent sucking the marrow from our bones
Fearing the masses wake from media-induced comas
Devour the rich whole, it’s the only thing they’re good for
We have the numbers, burn them alive in their fancy homes