WORDCHASM

one
and a half baby steps from the ledge
sixteen and three quarter breathes from impending death
another life wasted
forty seven feet from painting the snow red
with alcohol thinned blood from my beanie covered forehead
flowing scarlet drops down the sewage drain
like every opportunity I’ve wasted
and relationships I’ve ruined
finally
seeing my mistakes translucently plain
never been a saintly son
or a
truthful
or honest
or even [...]

just enjoying our extreme snow storm. and maybe the new lady in my life…

too much TV, music, sleep and other extracurricular activities this week. they are all to blame for this absurd gem…

Benson meets his son

inspired by one of my brother Kurt’s songs

back in your arms, its cold
back in your arms, you sold
out
who are you now?
a pawn in their game
oh, you changed your last name
thanks for the invite
used to start the party
now end party your eyes incite
did you just get bored or did the fright
of not being married take you over
follow your friends, you always did
now they’re [...]