Activist

Yes, you made the right choices and spoke with the right voices

You walked your walk and dared anyone to challenge your drive

As the comrades conformed and were absorbed into that against which you rallied

You prepared to stand alone and shout your defiance into the faces of all

Then the morning came when you realized a fatal truth, an epiphany that sobers and kills

Indifference always plays a role in this act, always behind the curtain waiting to step in

Because in the end we are all greedy, we are all for sale

despite the coverings we display we really just want to carry on, but not at the cost of our security

the few that can defy this definition of hypocrisy and weakness are saviors of the ideal we thought we lived

I hope you never die - the definition of humanity is our extinction

Vampiress

You cannot help your nature...lust does tidy work
Your path runs through fragile fields of human dreams
Collateral damage is a byproduct of needing to progress, to evolve
A cocoon of sweet savagery is woven with the smashed dreams of many souls
The ritual of survival is laced with loss, garnished with screams of futility and fury

Hunting - Waiting - Feeding...It will all fall into place soon

We cannot see past the glamor of your self serving charm
We want to be you, we want to taste you
We are but fodder to the involuntary lash of what we've become
Worth in what we can taste, but what is real cannot be trusted
The ability to judge our own existence is lost
The Antagonist again reborn into it's victim

San Francisco

He-men walking such small dogs

as fog overtakes the warm summers day

between pick pocket brownstones and seedy chrome condos

no one smokes except for on the secret balcony

Is this where all the cops are hiding?  it must be -

as drying clothes threaten the security camera's view

of empty bottles of Jamison in the gutter...

After Sound Check

A consuming buzz fills the air

Final tune-rhythmic breath-seeking calm

Hiding behind stacks of sound

Anxiety's grasp all around

So, I avoid the glare



Beads of blackened sweat

Lines the canvas-streaks the image-the manic stare

Of the demon now on-stage

Bleeding nervous energy and rage

Enter the first set



Standing potent and proud

Anxious faces-zealous chants-for glimpses of heroes

The power of one mind

Belies what lies behind

The surface that faces the crowd



The character is what remains

The same place-the same time-living the same dream

We are in this together

Dark birds of a feather

Magic coursing through our veins

A Father's Hurt So Mighty

Love endures but love cannot cure

A memory so painful

Creating dark passion that flows into art

Suffering and sorrow forge character of stone



So few havens now from misery

The lingering of a sweet embrace

Such a fine line between loss and life

Each day moving forward, knowing pain but not alone



Night eventually will turn towards day

A quiet roar of rage in telling silence

An inspired gift of beauty in an ashen world

A flower now lost until Springs next kiss



No rationale for beauty lost

Nor cause for tragedy's dance

Just a struggle for reason, a struggle for hope

A struggle to rise from this abyss



Vinegar tears forge the path you take

The lessons of ruin, the peace of despair

That bitter pill is a new beginning

Of a man marked for life, a life yet to live



The blade that heals as it rends

A Father's hurt so mighty

A daughters memory endures and guides

Nothing to atone, so much still to give

Suckerficial

Too many years and excuses for wrongful choices
Trust in the feelings not in the voices
When one shows no care, do not rationalize
friendship does not simply materialize


It is built on a trust that takes time to root
Not on clever hyperbole, built to suit
A charade of the shallow, the only shame
Is that those that you loved now play this game


Give all of you to those that return
That value your worth, a bridge not to burn
But a span of like minds that both benefit
From a brother's bond that you cannot quit


The loss is your life that you freely gave
Now all that's left is the rubble to save
as a lesson that life is too short to dispose
that to be suckerficial is as low as it goes

For My Best Friend

Our blessed union

To be cherished forever

I am fortunate



Your beauty is all

A man can hope to achieve

Nothing out shines you



Little things matter

Now you give all of yourself

Brightening my life



Warmness in my heart

a feeling of belonging

You are the reason



Your bright eyes alive

with the wonders of our love

warms my lonely soul



Your understanding

soothes my deep and brittle heart

no one loves like you



You without question

are the light that shines my days

Darkness to heaven