The Road Down from Blue Mountain

That certain point in space
Where there's nothing left to face
And Reality itself
Becomes your greatest home and place

Nasty Women

What do we seek
From those
Who won't give love
Only vitriol?

Wake

Every day I wake to say
How did it turn out this way?
Oh, the times that made me fall
Once so great, but now I'm small
Future dimmed & past did break
And yet, there's purpose
For me awake

HE Double Hockey Sticks

Failed and replaced?
Oh I see
But then again
I can let go
And be free

New Resolution

Images
Enter his mind
And he suffers
When he finds
Them to be real
Or fights them
With zeal