The Life and writings of a Twenty-Something private eye
The lamp shade is bent out of shape The room is too bright So I nudge my body til I’m within arm’s reach to turn off the light The night is young, destination untold I feel my lungs collapse and fill up with soul I think of better days and say “I’ll see ya soon” […]
Read More Full Moon for ArcturusThe distance has been killing me slowly From who I am to who I want to be Like nails on a chalkboard Something’s got to give eventually Maybe my eardrums will pop or my heart will explode Either or I’m craving the sweet release The trigger finger relief To feel in control of fate if […]
Read More Mid Twenty Crisis (Flashback Poem)I’ll bleed it out.
Read More Not Showing Up For Jury Duty (Flashback Poem)“We are going to be out of this hell hole soon buddy.”
Read More My First Real Friend (Flashback Story)I thought I would say more than I did
All that came to mind was
“Man, I’m sorry”
Read More Burial of a Rebel (Flashback Poem)Flirting really doesn’t change all that much as you get older
Read More Going for Broke (Flashback Poem)The flashlight was obstructing my sight but I recognized that voice. The officer put his flashlight down and stuck his head in the window. It was Officer Ken and behind him with his gun already out pointed at my head was Officer Dan. Topher, Kenny, Danny and myself were four very close friends all throughout […]
Read More P.I. Log #5 Running into Old FriendsSandra was wearing a red dress which to me spelt out “scandal”. She took a puff of the joint that she took off my desk and held it in while not breaking eye contact with me, she leaned back on the office chair and exhaled. The smoke blurred out part of the Jonny Heartz Private […]
Read More P.I. Log #4 Pt.2/2 The First Night of Surveillance on TonyI had no expectation just blind hope
Read More To Feel For the First Time (Flashback Poem)I’m a punk, a heretic, just dust on the system I get blown off the surface and fade into nothing I should be proud if I momentarily disrupt your sinuses Today it feels like the pink clouds were filling in for the stratocumulus Who finally showed in the late afternoon of a summers day I […]
Read More The Changing of the Clouds (Flashback Poem)