It's marked poison
do not swallow.
I know I shouldn't
but I taste it.
It's bitter
but I swallow.
I swallowed
now I'm bitter.
Will I be bitter
'til I'm old?
Will I be
old and bitter?

Liquid blue pools
burn a mental stain
as bright as the sky
as clear as rain.

Liquid blue pools
dance with light.
Laughing lanterns
shining bright.

Round and round, he travels once more
Day after day, he continues his tour
He travels on without hesitation
on his railway with no destination

Everyday he searches

I would say that I was finished
but I forgot to begin
I lay you down to rest
then dig your ghost back up again
Years have gone by
I'm putting miles behind me
No matter where I go

a bright shiny package
i used to be one of those
a rare, precious treasure
decorated with bows
unwrapped, stripped of lace
just another useless toy
tossed into the box

Come walk with me in the garden
where purple roses grow.
I'll speak with you of things
the innocent do not know.
Come into the garden
take all that you desire

My soul
liberated from its physical restraints
spirals into the void that used to be existence.
Divine enlightenment
flashes before me
in a white hot explosion.
Leaving only

It's a Monday night
and I'm alone in my space
You're one room away
but you're in your own place
I'm living with you
living alone
I talk to myself
while you talk on the phone
It's 12:48

When they were younger men
The mountain was higher
and they climbed it
The river was wider
and they crossed it
The land was larger
and they worked it
The path was longer
and they walked it

Fireflies of youth
Distant flashes in my mind
Elusive flicker

Insignificant
we are among these wonders
Tiny grains of sand