Los Angeles

City of angels Dressed in devil black Shining deep down Where alleys meet And the smog lifts Cylindrical into air So beautiful With its colors And smoky edges Meeting azure sky Framed in gray The natives drift by Wearing second skin Tight and taut With toned muscles Headphones thick Blocking out the world Insulated souls … Continue reading Los Angeles

Separate

The process of trying to blend Of crushing individuality For a chance at acceptance The art of transition Idealistic at best Split into pieces Drifting farther apart In this sea of chaos But I remain invisible Their collateral damage Fading into the background Of a world I tried to embrace In the autumn of discontent … Continue reading Separate

Falling Ash

Searing heat Raining down like fire Burning me clean From the inside out Scalding water Steam rising high Clouding the room Blocking daylight out Like falling ash And the promise of death Buried underground As cold as ice Spirit rising high Stretching thin Snapping mortal constraints Hurtling away at speed Dancing with the wind Never … Continue reading Falling Ash

Melodic

The song has no words It’s fragile like ice Melting in the sun Lyrically bereft Haunting in its melody Rife with contradiction Tangled up in blue All jazz riffs and vibe Tickling the ivories Intensely personal While the people move Caught up in its bliss Heavy with desire Drunk on emotion Cool in the evening … Continue reading Melodic

In the Queue

The line moves imperceptibly Blind to the naked eye Shuffling in perfect rhythm Like trains on a track Waiting for the sign to move Impatiently they stir Those ants in a row Black-suited for show With their hollow eyes And yellow-jacket smiles Their voices rise in pitch Unintelligible staccato With anger undisguised Staring straight into … Continue reading In the Queue