
(it was) A Rainy Day
I stripped you of your modern day loincloths
dragged a tired man to the throne of ivory keys
we laughed as your took your position
ready to muse

Part of Me
I hate this part of me,
which is all of me -
a part I can’t part with.
The part of me,
that is the part of me that others see.

Corporate America Rage
it’s the ping that comes from oblivion -
delivered across pathways unbeknownst to man
but it lands so safely
in a square coral of savage madness

