All these Plans

Had all these plans

In the end 

I couldn't follow through

The bleakness of reality

The world decides

Mice run across the floor

Ants follow their invisible trail

A song plays in my head

Promising more

An old melody

The words I can't quite hear

Had all these plans

The world had something else in mind

Bleak how it plays

In the end

The mice run across the floor

All the ants follow 

Following invisible trails

staring in the dark

Woke from the same dream

Wondering where I had been

The clock was blinking

Even it didn't know what time it was

Thinking is thus real

Or is this still the misery 

Wishing I was sleeping

So I could see how it ends

Looking at the clock

Watching it flash the same numbers

It is still night outside 

I know it is six minutes after four

Like I have been here before

Staring at the dark

With the same faded memory

One that I will carry with me

As long as I have one

Woken from the same dream

Wondering where I have been

With the same blinking clock

A Lingering storm on the horizon

What is real and what is false

Staring at you in the dark

As the numbers blink repeatedly 

Wondering what more will be revealed

Crazy

Nothing more

And so much less

Sanctuary on the road

Adventurous ride

To get a glance 

all the wild flowers

The beauty of all those sunsets

And the sound of Harley in between

Nothing more

And so much less

The adventure of this sanctuary 

To glance

At this memory

All those colorful sun rises

And the sound of a motorcycle in between

A glance at a freedom

I will never own

Cowboy's sad song

Every cowboy knows a sad song

Everyone has his regrets

 Sitting on his horse all alone

With nothing but the prairie sky 

to call home

Cowboys and their regrets

No one near to hear their laugh

Or see them cry

Sitting with their horse by the water hole 

Waiting for fate to make the call

With guitar in hand singing that sad sang

Not once was regrets said in the lyrics

But his eyes said it all

Nothing but the prairie sky and a saddle to own

And that beat up guitar 

That sandy voice calming the wind

Under the stars at moonlight bay

Every cowboy knows a sad sang

Living in memories by gone

Waiting for a date with fate

Sitting on his horse all alone

With nothing but the prairie sky

To call home 

With no one to hear the laughs

Or see them cry 

undeniable

Ominous imitation

Indelible silence

Staring in the distance

Forgetting to breath

Chaos incomprehensible 

A life staged

A cruel hoax

Free falling into a void

The fragrance sweet like honey

Hangs heavy in the air 

A decadent luck

A ordinary blasé 

The irony undeniable 

Ironic Sarcasm

Now I will know who murdered me

Every whisper has an ear

Even in the murkiness 

Stabbing eyes in humiliation

Over looking the obvious 

Callous tension  break

It is so hot 

It makes it hard to breath

Then the wind picks up

Pushing the heat around

Belting you with sand

Deadpanning the sun

The twinkle long since gone

Suspended midair in the abyss

A pawn in a  physiological sadomasochistic  game 

This charade of the similarity conspired

Every one lies says the  philosopher 

Every one is innocent

Is that ironic sarcasm?

Asked in hushed tones

Not surprised 

As the yellow eyed seagull stares

A contest with dead eyes

The nightmare in the sun

Baggage

Pernicious baggage

Feeling like déjà vu

Dread or wish fulfillment

Predetermined by failure

Boiling in a pot of simmering anger

All words lined with regret

Better to swallow murky silence

Emotional instigated bullshit

Even as it damages  the detente

Wanting to believe that is more to this life

More then life and death

Faith existing in some form

soft whisper

A soft whisper

Like the warmth that comes with the rain

Never stop looking  for what is not there

Whispers come in all sizes

Waltzing in the moonlight 

Weight of heaven

Never touching the air

Inspiration in the shadows

Have you ever been in love

Chancing the safety of Mediocrity

Sleeping under the stars

Love can only happen once

All others are just a distraction

A trick of the mind

Telling you your all right

It never really works

Crawling into a bottle

Another feeble attempt

When you close your eyes

You can hear the whispers

In your ears

You can feel the warmth that comes with the rain

That look before the storm

Never stop looking for what is not there

Waltzing under the stars

Dancing in the moonlight

Watching stars showers 

On the calm before the storm

Picking up pieces of broken dreams

How Much

How much before

How much more

How much can one stand

As the clock ticks around

Giving up is easy to do

Fighting is easy in the beginning

Hard to maintain

How much can people stand

How much more can they maintain

How much more can one stand

As the clock goes  around and around

Giving up is easy to do

Attrition taking a toll

Easier to let go

How much is an interesting question

An insanity boarding on crazy

The Unknown some kind deterrent      

An undeniable will

Smoke under the moon

Smoke under the moon

Sounding whimsical

Unexpectantly 

Take a breathe

Breath it in 

Don't break the silence

Watch  the smoke rings

Seems there flawed

A little perfection syndrome

Frolicking in the calm

Trying hard to forget  reality

Abandoned so what does it matter

Light stabbing the gloom

Waking up from a dream

Wishing you could bring back

What you lost

Working up slowly calmly

Looking around to see where you are

Smiling in misery

Marbleized in quicksand

Hanging in air

Carrying the conflict with us

Everywhere we go

A small piece is always present

Hanging in air

Like an ugly cloud 

Saying let me go

 Famous last words

Why wont you let me disappear

Lots of  redundant objectivity there

Water under a burnt bridge

Arguing against a reluctant sun

You can't control me

That dirty is gone

Driving through that storm

The sun looks brighter on the other side

Keeping that inside 

Is that cold

Unlikely Heroes

Stand amongst us

Like water under burnt bridges

Blue Sky and rain

Think you know the pain

Blue sky's and rain

Wearing a smile insane

Turn away with out good bye

Kind of know the why

Being near you 

Is like Arguing with the wind

Here we go again

Thinking you know the pain

Like blue sky and rain

Thundershowers  and winter storms

Replaying the same old songs

Reliving the past

Thinking it is better some how

Think you know pain

Like red wine and disdain

Every meal needs something to wash it away

Turned with out looking back

There is a Dignity in that

Like blue sky and rain