Portable

Humiliation ritual complete,
I'll lay in wait for any desperate soul
to slide my way.

As it stands,
I'm without purpose
floating on down the river
alone.

Hungry Eyes

Starving eyes
watering at the thought
of feasting on your sight.

I'm so shallow in my cravings,
long for nothing more
than your flesh;

a carnal desire I refuse to disown.

Distilled

I'm asking for something, practically begging,
for what I don't know yet.

Drain the blood,
maybe there's something to this constant letting.

Brody says to revel in this to find the answers.

I'll take a number with my thumb up on the side of the road
and pray defeat finds me first.

I'm at the end of wasting time,
is this what I came for?

Spit me out, do anything.
Do anything. 

I know I'll burn before you end my suffering.

I'm waiting for a signal in the sky I know will never come.
Craning my neck,
swallowing wonder in the meantime.

Maybe now's the time,
drive out in the middle of the night.
Black on black,
I'm finding answers in the meantime.

Hate to know you burned me like the sun so many times.

Is this what we amount to?

Hate to think we lost everything just waiting around.
Are we more than a highway
and words spoken to the moonlight?

Every passing day is time lost to hesitation.
And I'm not ashamed of anything.
I think you know everything about me.
Read me like a book
and that makes this so much worse...

2AM Bars

I think I'm trying to release something,
bear with me.

Tell me this, do you think you see me?

Feel like maybe I've been
a little dead these past few months.

Where's my pulse been
when you blow right passed me?

Such a lovely serenade
but you act like cyanide.

KEY CHANGE 

such a surprise...
You're holding me by a string,
yeah, what a surprise.

I've been holding on to something,
eyes on the prize.

Burning Plastic

My wings melted.

I'm trying to piece together puddles of
roasted memories and every drop was me
at some point in time.

The sun is red-hot with regrets of hesitation.

I daren't blink,
staring right into your blinding light.

Can you take ownership of
the sweltering excitement you leave
in your wake?

Am I getting too close?

Are your walls too high
to even cast shadows on my forgotten wings?

Every breath tastes like burning plastic
and I can't make excuses
for the taste anymore.

I flew too close and somehow
never saw it coming.

Green Light

Finding the line between
love and something else,
I think I see the hesitation
to commit to the unknown.

Even clear paths are blurry
on overcast days
and I understand how it's hard
to see through the haze of past happenstance.

Trauma is a lens that
manifests differently for everyone
and rosy tints leave flags up
for great consternation.

Take a breath, assess for threats.

What's real will always manifest
in more ways than one.

Watch for signs, read the lights.

I'd like to think I'm on the factual side
of history in the making, but
it's a fool's errand to assume I'm always right.
So I'll sit tight and wait for you to decide.

I'm on a two-way street,
waiting for the green light.

Resurrection

You say you want to see me, but
photography was never my lens
I'm hiding behind these words like
I'm touching on something deep
when all I care to say is that
I'm feeling you some way AND
I hope that you feel me too
despite everything surrounding you

I was never really one to take the lead
I did a hard thing, I let you see this part of me
I usually hide behind the shadows of harder times passed
the coalescence of futures burning in real time
and we burned brighter than setting suns
eclipsing into memories

and yeah, 

this shot's just for me
sinking like capsules buried inside a dream
I never knew anything before you thought of me
just one night I'm resurrecting

Blood Moon

Find me at the full moon party
drinking until I remember
the thoughts I can't escape
always catch me in the end.

I can't see your intentions
in the moon's illumination.

And who's to say what you mean
when words allude you too.

I could ask more questions
but I'm tongue-tied at the sight of you,
basking in the secondary glow.

You know your eyes are the perfect blue
to get lost in too.
I'd come up for air if I realized
I hadn't taken a breath in days.

Maybe I wasn't meant for the sun,
we're shining just as bright anyway.

Tell me when our curvatures align.
We could pool our gravity together,
our masses are bound to collide.

Gas Station Slot Machines on Milwaukee

Flickering lights and the fumes
all the people passing by
fucking about with their lives
today is another day
down the drain
today is another day
more of the same
fucking about, time passes by
still spinning from last night
feel the hydraulics give out,
am I the spade?
the fix is in
it's all a fool's game anyway
just watching the lights flicker
fucking on

today is another day

On the Line

Love on the line
leave me hanging by a thread
bending rules like truths
we'll never make it to the end
I've got something on my mind
you've got nothing instead
dangling right in front of me
like your love is a threat