Writing, Ideas, & Stories
Can you pass the ketchup?
Margin for error is slim
table is full
members that gather for that one day of the year
bring a bottle wine
wine and dine
sweet potato pie.
Can you pass the ketchup?
Margin for error is slim
table is gone
couch is full
the Boys lose again
America’s team
drink to forget
the crowd of people that gather for one day of the year.
Can you please just pass the fucking ketchup?
Reach higher
Think louder
Ignite the flame underneath
To reach the higher level
To reach the highest volume
To reach the 2nd floor and see the 3rd.
Demand the room.
I’m here to stay
for the night.
Fire by fire
the blinds deem me worthy
for singular applause
yet no encore
just cold beer and a hard exit.
The swing sways away from the sunset
Rock into the night swing set
Always check your corners.
They could be there without warning
ready to pounce
ready to strike
in a blink of the night
it begs for a kiss
on feral skin.
Shapeless and nameless
stalking like the king of the jungle
where will you go?
Fight or flight
fears will always find you.
Lack of information guides
Vaugeness
Into wild jungles
In the back of our skulls.
Filled maps detour through caverns
Of detailed records of our transactions
From the past.
The other path.
The jungle lives in the deepest part
Of your map;
The map left
Untouched.
Chaos Control
is a Shadow or a myth.
Chaos and control are opposites,
yet, they cannot exist without one another.
Chaos Control
a hedgehog once said
to understand chaos without control
is too read chapter two before one.
Too watch the sequel before the first.
Chaos Control.
truly untitled
Your slate is cleaned
Freshly washed
Fresh out the box
Not a single stroke of a brush
Upon a muse.
Be there when I wake up
Breathe the words I cannot say
Fill empty dreams of a future I never believed in
Unless your there when I wake up.
Tonight is the night beneath moxie stars
Tracing the future with your fingers.
Night of constellations shaping
Cheap beer and a dented pick-up truck.
Mapping the path you wish to take
Hoping too take
Before
The night ends
The stars will show me.
Saint's Muse 