Sailing Souls

 

This is not a life we live, This is an illusion to which we know and what we choose or want to accept.

With every secret kept,

We take time borrowed from the old grand father clock and ask what time it is as if we are entitled to every last word spoken and every goose bump felt.

We pass the test of life feeling like we wish we could have known when we never would have known without self identity and every imperfection.

Divide your life in sections.

Your life is rotten, your hair is dead, your sorrows are left in every tear shed.

Rusty chains can be made new with a solution.

Clear your mind while you live on borrowed time,

Wishing you were another kind of soul to show everyone who doesnt exist in the end when you are your only friend.

This is not a life we live. This is a sailing ship.

You Gave Love.

A heart turned to stone.
Promises made to leave you alone
Take your time
Trust your own rhyme
Leave rhythm to the beat
Of the sound of your voice
Always knowing you have the choice
Take or leave it
Shout to the heart
Were all to late
Love is now…

A bad name.

Many Kings and New Faces

I dusted off your rusty black keys and made love to the sweet rhythm of the streets

Ignoring every massive attack by a double dutch bus

With every breath your love drove me loco.

MLTM.

LA Lights and Sirens

LA the city of Lights, Camera, Action! So warning her with your sirens and lights. These pigs seem to be so overrated in this haven! Striking a fuss about every little rat, while sticking the bill to the innocent man. I seem to be un amused by these shenanigans and sentences of life or death. Taking each breath wondering who will it cost and why is Obama taxing the bronze fleshed man in this room? Has he not paid his dues with cancer of his flesh and daily routine? Take my mind and spin it like fresh laundry while I focus on wrinkles in sheets that I have never slept in. She keeps me near for security and love and never strays from a path of courtesy and peace.

 

Hollywood