Evil walks these streets in the foggy, warm night Snatching souls meticulously in a wretched, horrid plight But the beaming light has no agenda, as it blasts through the air

She visited my slumber and caused confusion. I turned and whispered: This must be an illusion. Thoughts abstracted and words turned to mush. She sat there in silence, consumed by

I have been to the moon. That quiet, lonely place. Where stillness and silence dominate.   I have processed the pain. As overthinking took hold. My heart in custody. No

Come cry with me Let’s lose them all in another dimension Let the tears crawl slowly, sensing uncertainty in a cold dark world Avoiding eradication, like a spider on the

The little Martian men Haven’t lost their way. They’re simply on a journey To a warmer place.   One small step for me A giant leap for you. This must

Forceful iniquity As you step on my land. Thinking you own What you don’t understand.   Sometimes a hero Is a bit underrated. By kings, even thieves Or souls deeply

The mosquitoes bound in a vanilla sky. They lie in wait until day is nigh. They’re drawn to my dermis and flowing sweat. While concocting distortions of sanguine debt. They

High above. On angel’s wing he’ll soar. When evil attacks. Like lion’s prowess, he’ll roar! Send all you have. See his striations. Feel his flex. Ice cold blood. Striking strength.

The lines on my face are deep and winding canyons. Which lead to a past of a million emotions. A baron river that used to rage. With depths unseen in

I hide away in this magical cave. Where time stands still and I’m always brave. A place of peace and energy saved. No digital defecation or early graves.   An entrance

My heart rages fiercely with fire. All the power of rocket booster rush. Gold rings form in a defensive stance. Passion goes vertical in a contiguous crush.   Each breathe

Sitting in this cave. Flatline ringing in my ear. Deranged propeller revolutions. With a condescending sneer.   Purpose paused. Things to do. This wall seems to come alive. Dots begin

A river of regret rolls down her face. As this crater of truth stands in the way. Chest tightens up and breathing pronounced. Beautiful colors now stifled in gray. Years

The furry searches for food. But finds nothing in this baron place. All dried up. Not a nibble around. Heart now beating at a snail’s pace.   She stumbles upon

The goblin pops up from a nowhere place. Always in dark and absent of grace. Lurking in a shadow, until dark becomes light. The corner now empty as day defeats

Have you ever seen the rain. Fall from the sky. It hits your face. Or floats on by.   Time slows down. A backdrop of gray. A quick, brisk breeze.

Wandering late. Under street lights. Feel the calm. Feel the cool. No one else in sight.   All of the sudden the light goes out. So, I approach with doubt.

I see her in chocolate, covered in sprinkles. Of all different colors. I take a bite. And caramel pours out, lethargically. She floats, covered, in a blanket of silk. The