Back End of Beyond

Far gone, on the
back end of beyond
it’s the same song
but we keep on humming

keep on falling in line
falling behind
ignoring the signs
and checking the symptoms

weak wrist soft pulse
checking for a thought
but there’s nothing
original to be sought

anger will get us in the end
the death of us will
not be televised
will not be worth a mention

blah blah blah
just spew it all out
just bleed it all out
and start over again


Watered Down

My expectations
are disillusioned,
tricked into believing
what you want from me
is the same as
what I want from me.
my fire has been
and I have no time
for phoenix metaphors.
do you burn bright?
do you burn brighter than
the shadows in your mind.
there are hands on my throat,
I’m not even sure if they’re mine.
my passion is
the ice in my glass,
rapidly melting.
I’m left watered down.
I’m left with my own crumbs.

I’m not sure what to make of me.

Dispelled Spirits

charbroiled barrels
carry my poison
hundreds of miles

fuck the flask,
I want that oak

I want my soul
aged & soaked

my thoughts are abrasive

I’m burning away
my grievances
one drop at a time

so if you need me,
pull up a splintered
barstool and
join me in distilling
my combustible self

(Co-written with Christopher Rupley. Check out more of his work here.)