Writing

Here strangers wash windows A priest class starts a ceremony To quiet American innuendoes Dear outliers It’s time we tango with the statues Let nothing be settled Until there is equality for all Be not content with a division Specialized labor will run A curious mind in to the corner Learn the science of survival [...]

there is a mausoleum in my head filled to the brim with voices. it’s sole purpose is to house the dead dreams from when i was a kid. all the things i never realized; the trips i never took with a family. inside, the air is dank and warm. less like a spring day, more [...]

drum break, fucking, fucking, short of breath, cream cheese, nothing, paper, stayed in my heart, nobody is in my face I’m not what I used to be, be my only , attention span , I don’t want____ camp fires(fives), fireman, cap gun, cheesecake feet patrol wander vision (we aren’t dead(fed), help me out mention my [...]

My demons have returned, fueled by distrust for all I hear their claws scratching at my eyelids It won’t be long until they find their way in Yes, I’ve fought them off before No, that doesn’t make it any easier Hearing my name and then a series of whispers Seeing several pairs of eyes darting [...]

Precipitous flow… OH NO! Looks like the show’s a no go. But we got friends and beer and a beach that’s clear. We find bliss and reminisce the years with hugs and tears. In true backhouse form, we blaze the sand storm Battle the gusts and winds, strengthened by these friends. Lose hats to waves, [...]

I spent the entire summer of ’93 Hiding under my bed reading prisoner writings And really bad translations of early 20th century French madmen. I drank toilet water and liked it. Anything I had to say was either whispered through an electrical socket, Or written on a tiny piece of paper and pushed under my [...]

Somebody better strike me down Before I become the next great plague Drinking whiskey and spitting fire Burning everyone on my side or in my way Go ahead and beat the hell out of me I’ve stood before heavier fists than yours And as bad as this could possibly get I’ll still refuse to act [...]