Move over me. I’ve been driving me all wrong. Let someone more experienced in accidents take the wheel. No more pressing cruise control to the coffin. If only I could unseat myself from my potential lives. Let someone else do some of the hard driving. I scan the horizon for…

Death rides shotgun with me. She likes to fiddle with my vintage knobs full blast. She won’t give up my right view spectacular from the driver’s seat. Not even me, not even for a kid or lamb would stop her riding me to bones. She offers anatomy lessons on where…

When your life goes astray It’s not a good idea, ashtrays Not good to start your exit plan Cirrus clouds call me home To the great beyond Scrub jays practice patience Use my skills to numb the pain Numb the radial artery away Numb the neurons with beer After months…

Why clean when things gets dirty? Every 2 months of peace & ropes A third of divorce without daddy Makes me soil this runny dope Unless clean is really spotty Down to the atom am I dirty? Surrounded by white professionals Who are sinners & saints then? To be clean…

How many times have I fallen to the floor? Dreamt of crawling with stitches tearing Cuts into my fading flesh back on the slab Each time I transgress still, patients wake Perform a live autopsy on us kicking back Do a psych eval on a brain dead rat Get an order by court, keep experimenting Am I…

It doesn’t make any sense The depths I go chasing your pearls Imagining they were yours not mine Wishing I was beached overnight My fears cloud visions of you so deep Even if I could breathe cleaner air I’d chase your wishes down to midnight Just enough air back to see you laugh Some pearls were too far…

You left in sandals I saw you disappear behind a door Sunday is 24 years & 9 months away No overnights halting careless lines You left & my heart followed Nowhere to run from empty It’s all away from you I was saving my ticker for later A coward lost within an empty chest Now here I am…

Iphone, can you shut your screen & not fray nerves? Google is snooping on every open-source code Use my finger to give Silicon Valley a bird than keys Got no nose? But your bloodhounds smell our fear You call like an aching baby needing change Or are you a 1 arm bandit with cherries for…

Do only the weak or anxious seek escape hatches they as alcoholics, potheads & nymphos fumble Trapped in shuttles blindly testing knobs exploding? This chamber is ignited with O2 & globs of ashes he air high above earth is heavy with memories Others in Houston radio me bent on 1 last escape…