Abandon Ship

Branches like masts
Of ships sailing on
Ocean winds.
Leaves like cloth
Rigged to capture
The gusts

Billowing bravely,
Drifting yet rooted.
So the sail itself
Begins to rip
Away from its bark,

Tearing cloth and rope,
Shearing stem with breeze
Silencing wave sound
In the leaves
As they cascade
To entropy.

Breaking masts as they go.
Toppling crow’s nests
And shattering hulls,
Pieces of fabric
Lost and drowning
In currents of air,

Gathering someplaces
And marking paths
Of the ocean winds
So the leavers can see
There is still hope
In a currence elsewhere.

Their trees now islands
Marooned in the sea.

Leaf sails swirl
Like destiny.


I can make you hurt like I do
If I really wanted to

Some things aren’t worth
Going down with the ship

Lost on the seas
Drifting for years

Seems like everyone’s hurt

I want to be a pianist and a painter
Passing by them on the waves

No one wants to climb aboard
Even though I’m always inviting

I paint the same thing everyday
And never tire of the waves

Tumult and turbulent
I ride atop it

So many canvases of blue
And sunrises and sets

Lay scattered on deck
And in the cabins

No one wants to see it
Through my eyes

They just want to be caught
Up in these passing currents

I’m running away
Forever drifting

No more dry land
After a couple more years

My beard’s getting bigger
Hands growing frailer

The paintings change
As I run away

So much time in this place
I call the place that surrounds

The boat
All the faces that mix and churn

All the people that look
For something better in the sun

Still I feel young
No matter the time

I’m with the paintings
I’ve always painted

And the scenes only I’ve seen
Of the surrounding sea

Fed by my soul
Starved by my ego

Am I any better than them?

I think and see my hand
Shaking with the brush

While I press it to canvas
Messy strokes and mixed hues

I still feel good

Forever young
I know what’s real

I have it all
Forever I want

I want to die
I want to drown

But I love the way
The horizon looks

I feel good

I feel good
I run away

Always summer
Night comes and goes

No place is home
Just seeing where I roll

Off the backs of waves
I feel young

Another painting done
Moving on and leaving

Over the stars
And the calming keys in my heart

I feel young

Laying down now
It feels right for this to end

I’m torn apart
So elder there’s nothing left to do

I’m afraid to drown
But I’ve never felt it before

Water sloshes my body
I’m staring at the sun

Pass through the days
So quickly now

I love the way this feels
Running away.

Smiling and

With the salty tears
Of the whole ocean’s sympathy

Paintings getting wet
Around me

Leaking into the water

Running away
Running away from the hurt

I’m staring at the days
Running away from yesterdays

I feel good

I feel young

The water’s so gorgeous
And the air is so inviting

Don’t want to get left behind
Don’t want to miss out

I feel so good

Feel so young
My time in this place is done

Sing me away

Run me away

Is That Really Leaving It Behind?

Through the stained glass
And smash

The past
And smash

The past
Is gone at last
Wear its carcass

Is gone at last
Hear the echoes
Wear its carcass
From then

Hear the echoes
From then
A shockwaving beam

A shockwaving beam
Through the stained glass

Blood Vessels

Hands feel warm
Flowing with sediment


Like the ones that
Kick along the
Beds of streams

Floating buoyant
In clear water

Collecting on the

Little glitters of
And obsidian


Pebbles and


In the impossible
Ocean of my hand

Pre-Cambrian Void


In the pitch
Things are evolving

In the
Frigid depths like

Creatures that
Shimmer in endless

The liquid night
Full of every
Element and

Pins and needles of
Icy depths

An endless cold

Abyssal plains
Aged dark

Under the surface
Of waves so
High above
Like cirrus clouds