Once upon a field of snow, there stirred a large white hare.

The thoughts, racing in its mind, to move if only you dare.

For keen was a fox, watching behind, who the rabbit did scare,

and knowing the fox, seeing the hare, that its life was his to spare.

"Calm." said the fox, "Calm," to the hare, who sat, cold and still.

"I have no gut that you or your soul could ever strive to fill."

But still it sat, and colder it grew, the breeze the hare did chill,

approach did the fox, softly, it said, "Comrade, are you ill?"

It placed its paw upon the hare, to rustle it from its sleep.

knowing not that death nearby, that nearby death did creep.

Its heartbeat was not, its mind was shot, it had leaped its final leap.

The fox could not cry, it fell to its chest, weeping its final weep.

Nearby stood man, the death nearby, the death who forgiving was not.

And there it had come, and them it had killed without a passing thought.

Everything seems predestined,

Well planned,  each step refined. 

I don't know,  but I believe

there is nothing that I cannot achieve.

Somethings are meant to be,

to make a better me.

Now have completed lost part of mystery, 

No more whining for past history. 

No strong reason,  but I want you with me. 

Together we can make things best, 

& I know I'm truly blessed. 

I believe, there is a way out for me. 

I believe,  I can & I shall

may it be heaven or hell. 

You know,  what I know

Yet my dreams are covered with snow. 

I need to tell you somehow

I'm gonna have it, 

Let's see, how long u'll take to say wow. 

Wake up. .. wake up my unknown soul,  

I need you right now. 

I'm gonna try until it's resolved, 

Coz you are a part, 

Part of me my soul. 

On drunken nights this bewildering dream

oh it’s franticly wicked! sadistic it seemed

I’m cautiously shivering and hot as steam,

I married a women who’s just damn mean

Brutish knocks! I have barricaded the door

my jittery knees cowardly crossing the floor

Slimy shrills wandering my frail, fragile spine

her mother! is now moving in at this time

Repulsively noxious constricting my throat

two slippery! sleazily! tiny tarts to be choked

Suddenly waking from this seizure of the mind

my next drunken night, I’m going to try the wine

Condensing droplets in atmospheric water vapors

thy gentle mist of moisture,

now meeting changing temperatures that tortures.

That Creates the cloud’s upward vertical motion

precipitation causing a commotion,

now the feeding of those greedy oceans.

Audacious rain drops building running springs

feeding the land making all life team,

the lakes collect those wondering streams.

Clear waters uplifting the meadows in valleys

Rain forest lush green from it’s tally,

now all life beams just before they rally.

Nature provided the ecology for anthropology

each animals solution is in it’s evolution,

only man hesitates to regulate the rate he devastates.

There’s a oil film upon the surface of water once again

those rainbow colors are stains my foolish friend,

they hide the poison metals you’ll find within.

The prognosis is contentious, it should be precocious,

we will regret these acts that are atrocious,

now heed this notice, the consequences will be ferocious

Where is this a place not placed

I’ve been told you make waste with haste.

The anticipation can be profound

I’m pessimistic about finding it’s outer bounds.

GPS coordinates! to an un-connected destination

see the reason for the anxiety in my estimations.

I’m intuitively dynamic but I just had a thought

compulsively conflicted because I just missed the spot.

Now in this place not placed, who's fate can wait

then let’s get it straight I can't be late.

Dabbled water colors in the mist

ripples in time cast shadows in sand

blood in water floats in my mind

oceans of moments hold dreams like kites

perpetual light and indigo nights

purple bruises of hand plucked strings

heartbroken promises layered in skin

crimson rust and rock formations

bottomless sea eyes and dark plum lips

ashes cast into consuming flames

bleached bones and naked words

stitched in seams that unravel

as sun doused dreams splash away

unbuttoned, spit out and emptied

              FROM BOWL.

Endless nightmare, nightmare, nightmare

       Eyelids pried open, open, open

       crouching, crouching in corner

       shaking, I'm dead, dead, dead.

Can't shut my brain off, off, off

       thoughts growing tendrils

       looping, looping onto reflections.

Ivy, Ivy, tangling like ivy

       can't see the tree, tree, tree

       hovering fog, fog, fog.

Phones shriek, shriek, shriek

       painful hurting pitches

       skull breaks apart, apart

       thought, thought octopuses.

Wading in boots, boots, boots

       pools, pools of molasses

       insides falling out, out, out.

Slashed my feet, feet, feet

       pour, pour out despair

       people cowering, cowering

       cameras watching on corners.

Freezing cold, cold, cold

       skin boiling, boiling inside

       inferno of flames, flames.

TV flickers, flickers, flickers

       confusing noises pounding

       paranoia falls, falls, falls

       off shelves of my brain, brain.

Can't translate my world, world, world

       symbols and echoes, echoes

       euphoria waves, waves, waves

       at sunken anxiety, anxiety.

My third eye, eye, eye

       won't leave me alone, alone

       crushed feelings of conspiracy

       paints swirling ideas, ideas

       in pieces of vision, vision, vision.

Distorted perceptions, perceptions, perceptions

       races of fragmentation, fragmentation

       defiled faces with fangs, fangs, fangs.

Swallowed, running, running, running

       concentric circles, circles

       drowning in raging, raging

       waters of my mind, mind, mind.

I never thought it'd end this way 

I've been led astray 

I was once a predator 

Now I'm the prey 

I would stalk pretty young things 

I'd watch . Waiting . 

When they weren't suspecting I would strike 

I'd cut their throats with one slice of my knife .

That's not all I would do . 

I'd make those girls mine .

Time after time . 

They were so pretty with their dead eyes and lips blue

But those days are over . 

I'm locked in a cell 

I'm the victim now . 

Oh , how the other animals make me pay. 

Tomorrow will be my last day on this earth. 

They'll strap me to a chair and fry my brain for all it's worth. 

These violent delights have violent ends. 

pretty bird,

your wings

aren’t broken

they’re just tired

of flying

through storms.