Let It Burn

Oil on Canvas

I’d rather you misunderstand
My intensity

Fragments

Oil On Canvas

Mommy’s not well
Dreadful words to hear
Chin up
Make it nice
Smile pretty and everything will fall into place

Keep it in
Scratch it out
In the underside
Easy to hide

Be a big girl
Life is yours
Smile real bright
Earths delight

Better to be numb than hurt
Better to move fast than left in the dirt
Hold your breath
Step on the ledge

Turn their back
Alone again
Sharp and sweet
Release in sin

Trusted folk
What a joke
Thought I’d escaped
Only to be ..
Put back in my place

In the dirt
Alleyway
Memories they fade then flood
Wasn’t prepared for this storm

Swept my breath along the way
Perhaps tomorrow’s another day.

The Devil You Know

Oil on Canvas

This ain’t nothing new, not to me and maybe not to you.

Did you ever sleep with one eye open
Waiting on the change of mood
Waiting to see what would ensue
Another statistic how pathetic
just start a new life go and get it
Doesn’t quite work that way
Wake up with a brand new day
Opportunity take me away
Cept it don’t , not today anyway

A story as old as time
Cept this one is mine

He gave me the gift of the sweetest smiles
In two sweet little babies all the while
doing his dirty steeped in the dark side
Snippets of secrets escaped from where he tried to hide
You’re all to blame ,Didn’t see the signs
His gift to me let me stay alive

A story as old as time
‘cept this one is mine

770

Oil on Canvas

Many Paths

There once was a house
Upon a hill
To get there...

There was a pink path

And a purple path

There was a long and winding path

And a short but bumpy one

And one that had many colors along the way

all the paths lead to the same house

And inside lived love

And outside lived growth

Sometimes You Lose

Oil on Canvas

If we were in a club
In the darkness of a bar
With this proximity
Between us
That we currently carry
In this rail car

If your leg pressed up against me
Was paired with ice and whiskey

We wouldn’t be strangers for long…

30 Year Trap

Oil on Canvas

If I go over
what I did enough times
Laugh it out the way you did
As if my feelings were
in of themselves
a joke to be had

If I wish you away in my mind
Think of anything but your touch
The sweet one where
you rumble deep
Memories
Please fade away

You buried your face beneath your hands the first time
I walked into your place
Embarrassed by its state
as if it wasn’t a fact of your existence
Testimony to your state of pause

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!

Apologies in fast succession

OCD triplets Im familiar

I play back the hours that we share the same space

I smell the instability in the air.

Faint but present under cigarettes and old spice

Familiar like family

Eager to enter

Beneath the banter (sweet and constant)

Slowly you pace the apartment searching for a plug you’d lost the year before.

Wasting time because it seems to be your comfort zone.

I lay back and patiently wait for you to do the same.

But you continue to delay.

Unsettled.

Fire

“Your mother has much to repent for. For me I’m comfortable in my sin.”

Empty Chair

Oil on Canvas

Living
the days out
With understudies
The original cast
They came and went
Slipped through my fingers
At an unexpected speed

Life is a blur
I want to touch her
Live for the moment

Life’s like water
Flowed to the border
And Then poured over

If life’s gonna move at this speed
Please run with me
let me feed
If life’s gonna be this way
Who knows if I’ve gotta another day

Life is a blur
I want to touch her
Live for the moment

Life’s like water
Flowed to the border
And Then poured over

Its a strange place
No mans land
To each their own
Pls Don’t leave me alone

New rules each day
Makes no difference
Since I’ve got no point of reference

Vortex

Oil On Canvas

Let’s fly away
Eyes closed, silence
I feel your touch
Almost imperceptible
Transmits through particles
Across planets and planes
The air is thick, I can see it.
The particles enveloping every inch of the here and now
Without being here, nor now
Here and Now.