Dare Devils & Night Queens

i am honest and it’s scaring you, you are scared of the truth the abnormality of what’s going on scares and haunts you

Do You Write Off The Ground?

I don’t even feel like I write poetry I breathe, it comes together anyway I see It’s like a disconnect connected so freely

We Formed A Little Stage Powwow

I’m going to stop acting like I know and start living in the show Frontiers tasted this before I just don’t try to make sense of words anymore These folks are designed for the pens and needles This heroic scene is making a shift because I am a pioneer A hero’s dream live in three…

You Are Your Vision Made Manifest

I got this vision of what I want to see bring a whisper and do so delicately set in motion a force willed open an immortal potion to invoke Awoken

Imparted In The Metaphor Of Bloomfield

It’s the clothes you put on that give confidence. Not material, yet ethereal. This naked shamelessness that rules hearts is not to be dismissed as a hoax, it’s a mark. Eternal art if you so please. Please identify with your highest seed. Bloom in the field of metaphoric bloomfield. Expand and let in all that…

Wow That’s A Nasty Mystic, 7 Nasty Nights a Night

I just don’t pray I counted smoke mirrors to the Sky Most my ideas were prayers of mind Tonight marks the night of canopy dreams The Tide’s taking in a bigger frame of scene The architect in my dreams Makes way out in each realm I see My dream began to wake up In a…

The Cocoon Is A Dirt Cave, It Is A Throne In The Sky

Testing ideas because I’m a monthly advocate of the moon waning on me. An etiquette of charm and delicacy. This has been my ritual, this has been my routine. Sentence screwing magnolia to strange possibility. I’m opening up a new system, they wake before I do… I don’t want something that’s that pretty, the throne…