A stick in the mud
against the clock in record time
Tuesday, July 14, 2026
Waterlogged
Thursday, May 21, 2026
A Timeline of Grief: Perpetual
I was powerless in April
Until I turned the page over
Now I'm powerless in May
Out of ink from slashing days
I took the things you gave me,
Now I reap what I sow
You saw the good inside of me,
and now, nobody knows.
The life I had
It's over now
The fruit went bad
Inside my hand
It's all a joke
I just don't get
I'm sorry for
My part in it
The sun had set
Before my eyes
I couldn't sleep
There was no time
I tried to melt
And drain away
It was so cold
But you remained
You weren't supposed to leave us.
You never should have died.
I wish I could have saved you.
I'm sorry girl, I tried.
I never knew the depths I could find
Forever digging with you on my mind
Another way to delay a little pain
As above, so below
Only you will ever know
In dreams I'm stuck
Chasing after you
Around the bend
Where'd you run off to?
The morning bell
I pay the toll
Embrace restraint
And let it roll
A shell without a core
Always searching for more
I've uploaded all the data
But still am incomplete
It's like I'm losing power
And the lights are getting dim
The engine's revving high
But I'm not moving
Nothing else could have it
It's never coming back
My heart is in her memory
It's all that I have left
I don't want what I have,
I would fold my hand
Just to take yours
Only once more.
Monday, April 13, 2026
Through the Window
Looking in from the window
What has life become?
The glue holding me together
Has come undone
Every night under the moonlight
Always watching from the shadows.
Keeper of your every comfort,
Will I ever find my own?
I don't want to live on your dime
But I feel like I've got more time
Is the choice really yours or mine?
I don't think I'm ready to die.
I don't want nothing to count on me
I don't want to let it all down
It's hard enough to hold the line
When you're leaning on a rain cloud
Didn't need to lay you down to rest
You were already on the ground
So I laid down beside you
Until the sun came 'round
I didn't know what else to do
It seemed like it already happened
There was no light, or warmth, or hope.
The sun begat dark, cold, pain.
Ever since I've been piling stones
and cursing winds of they ever fall.
Praying to the birds that there's some meaning in this misery.
Some long awaited reward at the end of the pit.
Digging deeper, still.
Have I reached you yet?
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There's a song in my heart
But it stopped when yours did
I can't lose if I don't play
So what's the point?
I don't want your help
You just wouldn't get it
I don't want the pain
I just want to forget it.
I don't mean that,
I'm sorry I said it.
but it hasn't been the same
and I'll always regret it.
Wednesday, February 11, 2026
1/3/26
1/3/26
The calendar is full of lies
The days are growing wings and I've
Been swatting them like flies,
Avoiding my goodbye.
But if it's been so long
Then why can I still hear you
Every time that I come home?
Now I walk the path alone.
How many days have passed
Since I laid down beside you
and I tried to take to your pain
but only could make more.
But how could it be so long?
I can still feel you looking over my shoulder
I still see your shadow coming closer
I still hear you every time I come home.
The days are flying by
and here I am still stuck
on the last calendar page
I'm still here, but everything has changed.
Friday, January 23, 2026
Immortal
She came to me in a dream
Too big to be imaginary
Stole my heart like that old ballglove
And she's never gonna give it back to me
So if you need me I'll be sleeping on the floor
Just wishing for another day more
Squeezing metal like it's bringing her back
I can't hold a lead but I can follow a path
So I'm walking like I'm patrol
Just so the grass on her path won't grow
It's no use trying to hold this in
So I'll call out her name again
She gave me everything she had
An anchor to this drifting man
She kept me warm when the world was cold
So I couldn't let her leave it alone.
Wednesday, December 3, 2025
Sisyphian
Thursday, November 6, 2025
Happy.
Monday, October 27, 2025
Words the Crows Speak
Calypso and so.
Tuesday, September 23, 2025
Weird-o.
Yeah, he got weird
In layman's terms.
Truth is, he just
forgot to pretend.
He is entirely to blame
Never tried to get help
Never took took the steps
Never made amends
All he ever made
Was a mess.
Now there's fat chances
and a pit full of debris.
Yeah, he was alright
But not worth the moisture
Surely there are better
Ways to spend your time
Then crowding around here
Ignoring how you feel
Pretending to function
When you're not running stable
This build is still in beta
Still working out the bugs
and scheduling the release
But it's too late now
and people forgot
So it just sits
and collects dust.
When the wick meets gelignite
but you forget to clear the area
When salutations become salacious
Maybe I'll understand.
That's all I'm really after here
That's what we're here to find
Some push get up each consecutive day
Until we run out.
Yeah, I'm still here. Exploitation at it's finest.