Royal Plaza Inn

How many days
Will it take
For these memories
To die
To pass
To fade away
Into the cold
Autumn night

Sorcery

Open book
To be read
Like a throw away
Romance novel
You use to mean
The world to me
Now I'm scared to death
Of the inbetween

I guess there is a fine
Red line between
Love and hate
Who crossed it first

Collection

I have been
Working hard
Collecting ghosts

So I have found the
Secret to walking
The hallways of Time
As to release these spirits
Into their proper place

Quick and Dirty

tattered pages of
a well worn and dogged eared
book
escape from one world
into another
or another
or another

there are other worlds than this
maybe in one of them
we can pay our dues
and you can give me what you stole
or you can just slit my throat
like I know you have been dreaming of...

Topography

Orange dreams and yellow days
black stars mixed with Red Moon nights
I spent 6 days recovering on a couch
thinking about a way out
while the world outside kept turning

waiting for an answer
a sign
that the choices I made were mine
and now I wander
this cosmic highway
searching for a way back in