Merry Christmas

I kept to myself as I sat beneath the hanging spider plant and thought that the best way for me to write is by doing so as the moment is unfolding...

And yet I was too shy to take out my pen and notepad to write in the presence of Jeff, Brian, and Dustin...

I wanted to capture what I felt.

A Christmas miracle...
One lonely frozen young chicken given to me by Gil.
Celary sticks from the Downtown Central Market Bryan introduced me to.
Spices and kitchen stuff from Dustin's Pantry

A fresh morning after a stormy night...
A friendship grows as we make dinner plans.
Dont forget the potatoes.
Smoking Cigarretes as a familiar neighbor joins our destined feast.
He brings the legumes and exotic seeds to balance our needs.

Flesh eating bacteria cant survive when you feel this good.
Dont be sad...
Bella and Boomer at the dog park in pure bliss.
You and I.
Whats the point?
It's the Joy

As we dig in the King and Queen of the court drop by.
Happy Anniversary
beautiful you are, do you know?

A glass of wine...
A hit or two from the glass bowl
Nintendo Wii

Smoking breaks are fresh air breaks.

I want to make Japanese bananna cake.

I will see you soon dear.

Merry Christmas.

Listen to the music

By now I must seem a bit crazy.
He smiles discretetly and pretends to look away.

In the field I saw a joyful existance...
beauty I had not yet the eyes to see.
Until now.

A baby is growing inside your belly,
beautiful woman.
Your smile makes me smile.

And the little girl looks at her mother.
"Today is a special day"
Your light is magnificent.

Thank you for the songs you played for me.
The melody holds me closer to that moment of magic.
I mean it.

Life is so strange.

Presidential Debates

Healthcare.
WAR.
Illegal ALIENS.
GAYS in the military.
GLOBAL WARMING.

Peace?

What role do I have in this society?
I dont want to be some insane activist...nor do I want to be some zombie.
I dont want to be a peace loving hippie...nor do I want to be a conservative fanatic.

Its not that I dont care...
I think I care too much.
I dont want to be labeled as anything.
limits my soul.
does that sound stupid and new agey?
I dont care what you think.
really I dont.
but I do.

Jaded.
Presidential debates are sad.
I even find it hard to trust Hilary.
I crave the change that is upon us.

CONTRAST.
Happy Hannukah.
Happy Birthday to me...
I look down at the city from my roof top dream.
hookers.
crackheads.
and me.

What am I doing?
where am I going?
Im tired of you people.
just SMILE.
I miss my mother.

With open eyes I travel.
up the mountains I find a shelter.
with you I grow.
find me.
find me now.
and lets be happy.

Did you hear the latest?
GOSSIP
stop it FAGS

I apologize.

The Golden Era

You were once at your peak....
Growing up I barely knew you,
but your essence still remains.

7th and Broadway.
Walking through a sea of lost souls.
You lead....I follow.

The grid is simple to understand.
The golden era of better days.
Simple times.

Marilyn why did you do it?
She never let you down...

I find a place to rest down the alley.
They say those old souls are coming together again.
And you leave in a state of panic...

I wonder if there was a reason.
The city keeps feeding me lies...

I think of us...

The golden era we once shared...

dont lose hope.

Chemical Synapse

The bee said her last goodbye ,

A song of love.

Zombies lurking and waiting,

I walked away from your sleepy eyes

Regretful dreams.

I breath.

Flashing scenes of dust and wind.

Its quiet...

The queen is dead.

Rain Storms

For one moment...
I breath in the air deeply,
and I see my jaded reflection

A cat looks at me from a distance and laughs at my ignorance.
Will I ever know?
He yawns...

Los Angeles rain storms bring forth a shift in perception...
A rare excitement...the coming of a new season...
A new life in the making.

I am selfish.
again, I run...
Phase 4? 5? 6?
When does it end?

A weekend far away from everything I used to crave.
Those days were bliss...

I am reality...