Movies give life to / and connects together our / solitary thoughts

A hummingbird, perched / on my pinky, trying hard / not to fly away

Face pressed against shirt / soaking up the freshly dried / scents of heaven's wash

Face pressed against cloth / inhaling clean aromas / closed eyes washed from stress

Looking down into / the mirror stealing the sky / Heaven's blue, trap door

Looking through the scope / starring into the heavens / to be far away

Ponder of heaven / In death are we free of sin / Or fight it the same

Even in heaven / where Lucifer once reigned high / There was choice with sin

In Heaven I long / to be apart of new worlds / God springs fourth like seeds

I compare my soul / with another and find that / There's no symmetry

What does God see in / side my heart that I forget / His words like a dream

Wind-chimes rattling / faster and faster like trains / Super-cell near by

Deluded vision / the waltz of flowers to the / orchestra of trees

Whirlpool of cold dreams / caught in the undertow of / imagination

Static dreams watch as / life moves like a movie from / one change to the next

Preliminary / Alien environment / Two hearts connect beats

Inside my head are / stormy clouds replacing my / tissue of a brain

I want to choke my / enemy to death with wire / made from cute flowers

Pivotal moments / imprinted in history / waiting conclusion

Moths fly through darkness / into human made stars for / a piece of heaven

The soul is like rows / of fine linen filtering / all the shades of light

I stare up into / the night sky and wonder if / a homeless man could

The Minutiae / collecting in my mind like / a dusty bookshelf

Manipulated / by lit musical trees to / blind me from the rot

My world is being torn / apart; like a dry leaf crushed / and I see world's end .

I wish I could sail / to the end of the world and / look off of the edge

Wish I could believe / life isn't the dream that we / awake from in death

I miss my heart that / never thought that / that would be

I miss my heart that / never thought that, that would be / Just thought other things

Altocumulus / sunset clouds form tornadoes / mirroring my heart

Venus fly traps bloom / slowly opening their mouths / like butterfly wings

Takes in infinite / number of perspectives to / perceive one aspect

Takes more than one word / to define the meaning of / Another word's heart

When I look into / her eyes; I try to see with / old eyes of my soul

Is the human soul an equation / that can be broken down from infinity / Into the simplest of computations?

Mathematics of music / harmonics of the soul / reduced to an infantile state

Musical language / strings of notes prying into / our soul's crevices

As I read your words / I see your soul through my eyes / the depth of black ink

Storm approaches and / wind blows intricate leaves through / asphalt and raindrops

I feel as if I'm a robot that can't escape Gods programming / Can I ever create a thought beyond what is / Is everything finite

Addicted to pleasure / the more pain I drown in / The more pleasurable it becomes

Kissing up arm like / playing 'cross piano keys / notes written on skin

Feathers falling from / a heaven unrecognized / a world within trees

Shadow keeps changing / light never the same degree / yet it's still from me

I am a dream that / you dreamt one night while thinking / of someone like you

I'm a genie in / a bottle made of flesh and / wishes aren't simple

I live in a place / where crystals fall from the sky / and there's no angels

I watch moments go / past my window like starlight / still, I remain still

hope follows me like / afterthoughts of emotion / cataracts of time

I hear an angel / calling me up the stairway / our little heaven

Piles of leafs sit / green souls floated to heaven / small whirlwind builds up

A small whirlwind of / time from the hourglass builds / into tornadoes

I stand before a / house without doors and windows / with a blank notebook

I ran out of thought / the last ply from the sheet of / a now spotless mind

Write of afterthoughts / the graves of yesterday's life / to find it's purpose

Robotic eyes of / metallic blue gears turning / to an A.I.'s soul

A simple green leaf / balancing from a twig with / help from a spider

I stand balanced on / the ledge of a clift and know / I'm between two worlds

a night's snowfall drapes / the roofs of our neighborhoods / with avalanches

When I listen to / my pillow really close, I / hear echoes of dreams

Deep in my pockets / I reach to an unknown world / to steal it's meaning

Reflections love light / Shadows love the dark abyss / each inside my eyes

Huffing out hot air / into the cold of winter / puff of cloud appears

Avalanche of snow / sliding down windshield, blue tint / a heart can still dream

webs inside my chess / flies like thoughts buzzing ideas / trying to break free

I'm a lost treasure / with no history recognized / a map-less ocean

Irritations run / far away from traditions / the opposite side

Inside I doodle / on the pages of my heart / nonsense and merit

Will tomorrow hold / all of the sweet tales / horror

If I have a soul / pluck it from me like a weed / that I don't fester

Night-lights hang above / upon the ceiling like stars / bringing me comfort

Telescope looking / up into the universe / wishing upon stars

Simple collections / words about observations / an epiphany

The address to my / heart is at the corner of / her name than is mine

The address to my / heart is at the corner of / two names that reside

I shovel through coal / all day in the thoughts of mine / to find one diamond

My heart is restless / legs can't remains still in bed / yet dreams keep calling

Love that I would know / our heavens of such wonder / as an angel sees

What words does a heart / speak inside the chasms of / a quiet chateau

My mind has been lost / in the squall of emotions / that deals with anger

One man tells another / another man tells another / yet are all of there prayers greater than the first?

Old dusty dreamers / spinning cobwebs in their minds / wishing just to be

What is good or bad? / how is one to decipher / a heart full of grays

As I walk through the world of tomorrow / I notice the world of yesterday / Same world with a different setting