Digging in the Dirt
Digging in the dirt,Piling it up on the side of life’s remains,The sophisticated sledge hammer aristocrats,modular home dwelling tweakers, and somnambulant brutes,Continue to be the Rembrandts of failed articulation.The words of these desolate poets, Arcane underwriters of nickel and dime novels,Are excavated rhetorical essays,That plod they’re way through explanations,Citing myths and legends as declarative proof of they’re […]
Side Step Reasoner
Of benign regalia, I ride the stallion of empires.I am the intransigent mesomorph.Asymptomatic of anachronistic antagonism,Interrogated by the quick glance of the servitude of salvation seekers,I know to predicate my thought perceptions on the actions of deliberation. I am the side step reasoner. – Sinz
Heart Work
I’ll put my heart into my work, Rather than the work into my heart. – Sinz
Stare or Aware?
Do you just stare, or are you aware? – Esinz
Life and Death
Life is wonderful, death is glorious. – Esinz
Launch All Weapons
When in doubt, launch all weapons. – Esinz
I CANT FALL OUT OF LOVE WITH YOU
I drank from the cup of paradise,Had my chance at a slice of life,Took the A Train to the end of the line,Showed up in the nick of time,Just soon as I got there,Got the old Devil may cares,Turned around,And it vanished way too soon.Seems like I’m always leaving,Could you be the reason,I’m only there […]
No Clarity in Truth
Is there a clarity in truth? No. It always resides as just a partial shadow in our innermost doubts and convictions about what is and what isn’t possible. – Esinz.
In My House?
Aquafied rain mildew manipulators,Mainstay algorithm interpolators,Sordid sideswiped trip-no phantoms,Percutaneous perineal cognitive deliberates.Must they all live in my house? – Sinz
Anomalous Certitude
The virtue of death is the infinite consolation of anomalous certitude. – Esinz