Moments Before

Places! Places!

peering through the thick black darkness
blueish tint o'er well-worn scripts
small red light winks from the shadows
dark red curtains thick and bold
shaking hands and shifting bodies
fade out, black out, lights up, go!

Welcome To The Process

do we control our art or are we controlled by it?
do we live by impulse following thoughtless faulty pleasures?
do we drop all loyalties when inspiration calls?
do we break other ties in desperate attempts to follow desire?
do we forget how to relate in order to relate to our calling?
do we choose imagined characters over living, breathing friends?
do we live in the process instead of living in reality?
do we deny real connections to feel free to live our art?
do we jump at the chance to feel when fully numb?
do we rely on applause to remind us we're alive?
do we hold our breath, refusing to breathe without conviction?
do we sacrifice just to feel like we're succeeding?
do we choose this life or are we somehow set apart?
do we know who we are or are we looking to be found?
do we exist in the flesh or are we drifting muses marked?
do we know what we want or are we running forward blindly?
do we experience emotion or does it simply flow through us?

do we control our art or are we controlled by it?

do we control our art or are we controlled by it?

One Night More

The echos of my cries are swallowed
in the empty dark surrounding
places I have fallen while walking
spinning circles have no end
The hand the held mine once still lingers
distances unmeasured more
The time flies by but crawls back softly
It's only one night more

There has to come a change of pace
the sunrise follows set
The end of this is so inevitable
but slows so I forget
Remember what was once spoken near
Cling to memories so dear
How much longer can we wander
Alone for one night more

I see the shadows taunting me
transparent embraces dangled near
Your voice, so soothing, drifts away
my ears now long to hear
My arms once warm now start to cool
The stories they could tell
rewarm my heart and push me on
Forever one night more

I Might Need Some Visine

My biggest fear is having to go out- leaving behind all of the security I've built up thus far in my life- and have a staring contest face to face with Failure, not sure who will win out but unwilling to give up and blink away my dreams until my eyeballs literally dry up and fall out of my head...