The Life and writings of a Twenty-Something private eye
Call this a dark night of the soul, a spiritual crisis, a mental breakdown But let’s not get caught up on the labels I’ve had an epiphany of sorts I feel beautiful and I see you’re beauty too Here’s a crazy idea Let’s heal each others wounds Through love and compassion We’ll build a […]
Read More Star GazingYou’re everything I’ve ever wanted But what I wanted has been clouded By a spark, a memory The ember of who i’m supposed to be Ignite the darkness of the shadows that I reside Hold my breath, holster my pride I know how this looks on the outside Like I’m leaving you behind Sprout your […]
Read More Attachments of the Heart StringBeen wondering whether or not to take your picture down The one where you pull me in like a vaudeville hook and kiss my cheek I already stashed the two photobooth rolls in the bottom drawer But this one has stayed I question every morning if it’s appropriate to display It’s been three months and […]
Read More Vaudeville- The Curse of the Crescent ClaspThe 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)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 Tony