Time Machine

You lit my piano on fire
And I set your heart ablaze
These are my last nights in this southern city
Something is brewing here
Laying out plans
I capture...
I skip
Skip
Skip
And stutter one second in the future
I can predict trouble now
Avoiding conflict is my one true talent
I stutter
Stutter
And step in to a alternate reality

Tilling the Soil

Metal crunches and scrapes
Snakes hiss out venom
My fingers won't move
My keyboard has frozen my mind
I turn to the right and see
A garbage truck bearing down on me
Templates for future selves churn
And power on
New paths made to correct
Past mistakes
My jailor doesn't trust me
Looks at me with fear
The king takes off his crown
Floods the street with light
Calls it a holiday and
We all sleep with
Candy in our dreams

Cat Man Do

Tail lights blaze
All your buildings are
Streaming red
There is sand between my
Future toes
Is what he said
An honor to be invited
Sharing a cloud in Heaven
A heart in beating sync
Totally void
Void of reason
We dream of better dreams

Technical Differences

Touchpad terror
Keyboard constipation
Your LOL
And
Your WTF
Feeling a tingle
Electric current
Running briefly up
Funny finger tips
Your OMG
Static arcs from
Tips of tongues
Short circuit savage
Circuit board blooming
Booming
Larger than life
Stealing stride
Bacteria boats
Lost remotes
My cellphone sucks

Zimzala Bimm

This one flys the skyline with out
Wings or man made assistance
This one can circle the globe
In 35 seconds
Another claims immortality
Another
Another
Things from dreams
Walk city streets
Machine gun missile men
Fast food disasters
The human race has been run
No gold medal
Maybe the bronze
Next...

Apple Orchard Golden

Harpies have hair
Fleeces that are golden
Charity job
Four eyes or one
I studied on it
He said
Stone garden
Serpents for hair
Trident
Lightning bolt
Ferryman needs his coin
Nine eyes watch
Chariots call the sun
Fish gutted
Rings found
Souls elevated
Long road ends
Dreams drift

Sorceress

He saw five stones
all of varying colors and sizes
they lay in a pattern in her hand
she spoke three magic words
that he didn't understand
and kissed him on the cheek
with her ruby painted lips
they stained his skin
but he smiled
felt the tingle of magic
felt his heart race
waited
waited
waited for the love he
wanted back

Thursday Shots

February is the worst month
Frozen over and cold
Another year passing
A time of ghosts and living
In the past
Was this some kind of dare
This cruel month
Ehh most likely not
But some one some where
Is laughing

Late Night Talk Show

Amateur doctor
Dented thigh
You can feel the bone
Resigned to being a amateur mechanic
Leak in the fuel line
Sparks
Small engine fire
So it begins
Wordsmithing is dirty work
Dirty
24/7
365
Sleep brings more stories
Applause please

Harp String Breaks, Crowd Gasps

Ffffttt
An idea gone
Lost to the globe
In younger days
In sweeter ways
Radiant halo
Knowing it's all right
Moon walkin the clouds
Fractured rays thaw ice packed veins
All that was left was a name tag
And a note
Daily phone calls
Snatched
God is playing God with us
Visions ghosts...bouncing on trampolines
Jumping portals
Ashes
Ashes
We all sprout wings