Under forsaken trees Spheres of light drowned by the depths below Under forsaken trees The dreary night, shade of the wretched growth Were the young die for decrepit old Wisened by years on the edible On the eve, mulling the embers of coal Trying so desperate to never let go The bark up this wrong tree, callus the soul beneath Fit for the coldest breeze Can't grok what these palms read Uncle tom foolery, blood from tools of deceit Die to fight another day, no drive to find my right of way Can only save my face by hiding it away Deny a fit of rage, deny the river's shame To do the bid of angels of who i'm pit against Depending on psalms that are long forgotten My word is bond, but from the wrong concoction Amalgamate truths, devils in the details Salivating ooze on those bred to be frail And i failed to break through this elephant's room World of alphabet soup, and the broth is rotten Slaves that deem failure and hail at the noose In the dark feeling for truth were we wrought destruction This hell that breaks loose...under forsaken trees Under forsaken trees

Miskept my ticket to paradise, pleasure island Back to the snickers of parasites, weathered tilings Getting stiff as the paralyzed, never smiling Were unicorns and fairies thrive, is were my canary dies Blurry eyes staring into weary skies Black smog to kill us were we lie Spiral stairways to climb, it’s very high Because there’s nowhere to go, hear me cry Trickles of toil, thriving on tickles of boils Buildings rising on the ficklest soil Were the shrivelled dead spoiled, dwelling with curses Missile heads and oil filling our purses Holding my handsomeness for ransom of my grown hair Dancing with a Tantrum, Gloom, Dispair Sanitation demanding death, till it combs us clear Salutations of Animus, Oh my dear Are we on our way? From here it’s hard to say Are we rising from our grave? From here it’s hard to say Sacrifice the most beautiful as lamb Our pedestal the crucible of man Are we on our way? From here it’s hard to say Rot of masters of hapless turf Trot the pastures till the grass is dirt Greed for plaster, reap the crop for cadavers Seek rapture. don’t heed the god they’re after Glory of warriors, jewellery for courtiers Slaves to rock, grate you to dust that’s shapeless The hurry of couriers, scurrying worriers Make you faceless, fear to face death Drink the seas; sink my teeth in the trees Everything I feast, whether lepers, kings, or sheep Severed heads with steal, hearts with disease Shred apart belief, your wretched depart as deceased Know malice beyond skull and bone palaces Dark talisman, dulling to stone your calluses Into the chalice you’ve bled Mark the herald’s death My conceiving from Eden to sterile-ness Are we on our way? From here it’s hard to say Are we rising from our grave? From here it’s hard to say Sacrifice the most beautiful as lamb Our pedestal the crucible of man Are we on our way? From here it’s hard to say

Trying to make the curtain call, confused on the stage Pulled my bird from the hat, but it flew away A newer day, new tricks looking like old staples Fables to live and die beneath the creaky stables Shaky hands that leak the ladle Of an alphabet soup over the seats and table Sprawled around, divination from the melting pot Children's blood and tribulations of the relics lost Stirring in civilizations where we seldom loved The star dust glimmers, and we're bartering rocks Best to be ready for blood letting, lest you starve The smell from the cauter, redress the scars Of those who've given you light, who's meat you've torn Under heavenly skies that you feast upon For each their own, and the longer one lives Can only feel the better, the younger they left They say the good die young, the lesser rise Their warm stare petrified for those left behind Their warm smile petrified for those left behind They say the good die young, the lesser rise Their warm stare petrified for those left behind Their warm smile petrified for those left behind Rights you bleed for, the proclamation red 2 steps ahead or they're chopping your legs To be a trickster or cheat, covered in bells Somebodies dinner to eat, lame hand of cards held Trying to master the craft, but the master fits your outfit Outcast misfits to the edge of rift Till you got no ground to leverage with Cast shadows that you'll never outlive, dwelling vestiges Behind the looking glass, of the lavish and elite Reading sermons like fashionable critiques Wax lyrical to wane, dispassionate pleas Collateral to recede, casted beneath the glass that they see Strange trees to upholster the malice in the shade Where the arteries squeeze beneath the callous face Soldiers of foul slurs, the brigade To await the clay of this old palace to decay When you missed your ship, and all you can harbor's a grudge Snow in the hair, coldness of years, a heart of frost In the god that we trust, waiting as harvest of husks Garbage atop the gardens, in our prophets we lost Can age wise or bitter, sage or leper, snake or shepard Live another day to snuff a brother we cross Souls that left early from shoes too small Given a mile with every inch to walk since they crawled They say the good die young, the lesser rise Their warm stare petrified for those left behind They say the good die young

Sleep beneath the flowers to awaken beneath them Fragrance of evening, waiting for my dews to sip on When the morning comes, brain stems weeds in this thieves' den Sticking roots out for my brazen muse to trip on My lake in the woods, for the maiden to fuse and sink in Laden with confusion and reverence, truth and legends Beasts that move with indifference rendering meats for their ends Forest for the trees, trees for the stems Whole mind running wild Souls rind becoming vile Barren fruit, poisoning the wells of those who dare Ointments to make ill, best to just to go clear Be the wretched death of any wide eyed knight Sharp stalagmites for when they find their bright white light Type write clammering like fangs from the shadow Seap their teeth deep, trying to reign in this tableau The old hermit mutters groans As this old clutter grows, managerie of sombre poems crawl from the loam Some he'd harvest for his own, Chew on thoughts of the unknown draw a rift to form Within darkness swarming this forest elusively Find the hidden hand, drawing these hubris schemes so lucidly A cell within cells Fighting to survive for the sake of it forsaken prisons we've filled Picking flowers from the grove The pretty ones, the pretty ones, the pretty ones, pretty ones Drifting hours as it grows The prickly thorns, slither up my bones till I'm bled and gone And I'm right here, skipping stones And I'm right here, this dwindling pond And I'm right here, till these depths are gone Deep inside here Lifes too short for the far-fetched and tall tales Just trying to find the corpus before it falls still Chalk up something other than a corpse sprawled on the hill I died Qwell the storms I behold in my soul and heal inside I know this small world larger than I see But I'm still here bartering with fiends Sowing seeds of doubt till I'm coffined in these trees Trying to settle on the martyrdom I seek Picking flowers from the grove The pretty ones, the pretty ones, the pretty ones, pretty ones Drifting hours as it grows The prickly thorns, slither up my bones till I'm bled and gone And I'm right here, skipping stones And I'm right here, this dwindling pond And I'm right here, till these depths are gone Deep inside here

Walking on loam that blankets the deepest Fabrics and threads of flesh of elders and leaders Of children and seekers, on the growth of our teacher The seamstress of which growth never ceases Observing the plants and life of the creatures Developed vocabulary to decipher the features Landmarks for believers, lullabies for when nights are sleepless Opened our arms to the ones you'd bear to fight and bleed us You ate the flesh from your god's child, what's his name? Lashing of skin till our last words leave us Then through papers and waivers, you revelled and waged war Signing deals with, what's his name? You craved more The pen waved as the sword, paved your original word Over the earth, details subliminal to absurd Took your seeds and polluted the dirt Made us sow them with tools that didn't work Carved up the earth, and we prospered despite this So you starved us to spite us, took hostage our lifeblood Weakened our elders and leaders, children and seekers You tortured and deprived love Pruning the forests, till the only words left were yours Hard to articulate it, god stricken with hatred Barred the path I’d walk to the sacred Suffocated, loss of ways to talk and pay debts Lost language i talked, your bread too rotten to break with Convincing yourself with your heaven on earth When it gets contrarian, the weapons emerge Had much to share, but you had to be listening first Missed the 1st impressions when you stepped on this dirt Now I’ve less to share, so you're impression gets worse Words escaping me, the only ones I’m left with are yours Tried containing the lies you deceived with as truth To bury us, but lied the deepest of roots While we were few as receding recluse But as the weeds to the trees to the woods you planted the tree and the apple fall words ain't enough to absolve you planted the tree and the apple fall words ain't enough to absolve Ancestors left to be lost and devoured by fog on the dew, it soon rests on the flowers as gloss to seep, carried in soul hope from under your edifice, berries from soil words ain't enough to absolve

Silver coat, and a thick sheen Pillow molded with blessed dreams Silhouette of a prince's regime Silver bowls to feast, thoroughly rinsed and cleaned Good boy gets what he please Food soaked and drenched with proteins to sink his teeth Heaven but not death for this dog's shed Living backwards god, pure, no crossbred Walking well-to-do prospects Dog treats no object, snoozing under awnings The grass is green, only in water his paws wet Only pain when the rope tugs his neck Looking up at Duke's face, with his crooked wince Another bird flew away, something pray tell that he couldn't mince Sharp jaws for dull days Large facade and a collar to break A collar to break, saw another dove, and he couldn't hold Broke free from the grip of his dukes, broke in a bolt Horns and squeals, screams and bliss Wings spread, bird flew away in the wind's breath His tongue dropped, felt his little dream amiss, His dukes! couldn't hear his winded breath Craned his neck, turned to the wreckage that burned Duke mangled under a bent tesla deformed A little whimper left his long snout Duke crimped over, fat lady screaming a song loud Silver stared blankly at his cracked frame Felt a grubby hand trying to snatch his mane Wrong animal, snarled his mandibles A loop on a pole, hardly understandable Silver feeling they had it out for me Didn't have nobody left to vouch for me Dodging and weaving through frantic streets Teardrops lathered his cheeks Avoiding hands trying to snatch at his fleece Silver, glimmering through as fast as can be A star falling down the hill Found himself lost, with hunger he's filled Used to chase a ball, couldn't hunt a squirrel Gray fur like tree's gnarl, claws long and ill To the bottom, to the bottom Beast roaming the streets, hope long above him Scruff going scruffy, soggy knots on his dark fleece Legs wobbly, looking for garbage to eat Used to rub him softly, now they stomp their feet A stern "geeeEET!", and he'd softly recede Little puppy all alone, times are fickle now Try to find a little cover for when it drizzles down Heard a whistle and Gray's eyes narrowed Saw what looked like a broken scarecrow Scraggly beard, waving a morsel Poor folk, fading, hardly corporeal Shared what he had, Gray sat at his feet Eye's fade, pitter-pattering over the canopy

Sound of your voice got me like Pavlov dogs Looking from the bedrock up Ring of the doorbell, you let me in Let it begin, give ya kiss and hug, catchin' up Got a couple days' shifts to split with you Ain't got much, lets get the most of it, lift the mood Ain't a better time to smell your flowers, dry spell to showers Or at least fill you with this fellows endowments I know You been around the block At least a couple times this day, and I ain't about to walk Ain't worried about the warts in this spur of the moment Pearls in the open, to swirl in the currents Soaking, baby your dirty but so clean Smoking, jumbling that fire, earth and wind Love for purchasing, baby you pull it off John got that dough and heart full of love Time is money and flies by Somethings it can't buy But it ain't denied by your These streets are cold and barren Of things for the soul to cherish In the midst, you got that It's a dog eat dog world, full of cat houses Some get nuts like the squirrel, some cash cow's big Stuck in the cogs spinning in this lost invention That we're stuck living, burning at the cross what isn't Slop in the pig pen, snuffing out whats forgotten and missing Dulling of pigments until what's love is inklings Than you asked me what the fuck I'm doing here? Ain't much for coarting this illusion i'm here Why wear the p ants? getting in your lace My thinking straight sifting through your limber embrace Getting my fill in this world full of empty and grey No worries of pickets and fleece, just sweat in the sheets After a happy ending, we break, flirt with rapport Backwards world, walk me to the door in reverse It's been good doing business and our stories diverge Then the fast life hurries, blurs and buries our hurt Time is money and flies by Somethings it can't buy But it ain't denied by your These streets are cold and barren Of things for the soul to cherish In the midst, you got that

Staring at the ceiling, mind spinning as the fan hums Walls chuckling, her man screaming in a tantrum Grown little man, throw fists and furniture Curling on the floor outside her door cold in the corridor Begs the question of what he had to offer Young lady just ripe enough to pluck up Once awe struck, by his real(ly/i)mmature manners Felt special when he swept her up and dropped her off At her highschool curbside, jealousy of her glamour At least what she imagined as they visibly stammered Went from coffee shops, to parking lots Snuck in clubs, still nothing rocked the spot Quite like his seasoned silver tongue Felt highs better then weed when it'd fill her lungs Then came harder pills to swallow Morning afters, started to feel altered But she just wanted to live a little Alice down the rabbit hole, everything a bit a riddle Dime piece living on a dime turning quick to nickel Sold a burning bridge fickle, but she felt a bit special Drips to drizzles decomposed her sugar Jealousy creeping, snickers from onlookers This was her last fight, took her shit and walked Left the little crevice, nevertheless lost In the seething darkness of the sea These turbulent waters they run deep Washing in washing out And so on... Rummaged her purse for what little she had Sitting on the sea wall reveling in her past If her ticket home expired, if she was doomed to liars The looming tired, thoughts of death a festering virus Crooning her through her flightless flight Tried to deny who she let inside her thighs Feeling lifeless inside, a little girl's kite in the sky Getting drowned by the rising tide Watching fishes grow wings to purch on the buildings Dreams with sharp teeth, curse by this worthless feeling That the gold sinks deep and hubris retrieves it What's hollow floats, moves through the seas crests Creatures come and go, as truth, clues, and secrets Watching the water flow, stirring the goodness and bleakness Felt like she was type to jump, just how low? Fall into the mouth of sea, devoured whole Cleanse with salt all the sour notes Who rejected and doubted, disrespected and ousted Locked in a prison she was never let out of Maybe she was living as that treasure in drowned depths Become one with the sea, then in her lungs she could breathe From beneath she could wander from the sea To the little girl on the beach and give a hug Tell her to believe that she'll see just never give up In the seething darkness of the sea These turbulent waters they run deep Washing in washing out And so on...

(Anjovi) Bosses looking down on me, got dirt on me that's 6 feet This game i got the dowry, but it's worth shit, debt or a fee Moving along lest these worms eat through my elegy Get my words to the beat, check out my melody Wasn't paid at all, the money crummy, the bread gone Only tried to get the honey to get stung Stone soup to crackheads, wanton violence vying To get their piece to get their piece to get their piece... Got the herbs, birds and the bees to curb the misery Peddling rocks endlessly, dreams versus entropy On each precipice worn, sipping respits of storms Looking over the edge of what's gone, what never belonged Harm the onus, but we all fellow travelers on this tattered road Trying to find how to ask where to go We still here, using ruses as muses for life We all stupid but we all do what we do to get by 2x This mountain, This road is so high Just trying to make like the goat and stay alive Give a dap to a brother, a dap to a sister Give em a smile we both arise Can cast stones or step on em We all getting it in, can trust weapons or friends Can live in this dream, as despots or kings In the earth of this mountain, we're together at end Can cast stones or step on em We all getting it in, can trust weapons or friends Can live in this dream, as despots or Queens In the earth of this mountain, we're together at end (Gminor) Come see the sights astonishing, check it These heights seem promising, Beckoning, climb from the bottomless Crevasse of a ponzi scheme How many feet have romped These jagged points to beat a path To flee the choices past Hoisting baggage up chasms Braving dangers wave at passersby Brigands and ravens, Wiccans and pagans, transients and vagrants Laughter can pacify anguish We seek a haven Translate sadness to happy times Jaded by crimes and anger Catch the eyes of a stranger Cries of pleasure and pain fly Aim for places no map defines Braggarts lie to self-gratify while The humble hide their mastery Up high the peaks await the passionate No cap, the time is lapsing Castles fold, collapse below the plateau Death'll grasp at any class, caste or social strata So, what really matters? Thats the question to ask your soul Try, to let it be but not to let it slide, behold, You're not the only pilgrim trekkin up the mountainside

Can only see so far but the stars Brilliant Took my hits in the head, this world's spinning This clay resilient, even if I'm the cracked pigeon And I'm beaten by this off path I walk and keel to your dream I know those minor amendments built on a grander scheme Stopped trying to resurrect a land where ancestors be Remember they caress my being, bless of breeze Bend the trees, but also deliver seeds where they eventually Rest in peace, lost brothers only so far above us Lost sisters stirring up this broth of stardust No proof but the puddings still sweet Some things you just need to feel to believe Not trying to wine and dine my way into a wheel and deal Just trying to eat these fruit, peal what's ill Cherish every look at a star, where the canopy missed Even if fantasy, when I starved, it handed me bliss Living under stardust, sipping on the sediment Mind wander lust when I bring my lips to drink See my spine in these planets that revolve Even when I'm trying and can't understand at all.. Even when these patterns are just lies Even if I can't see Saturn in the sky Even if these naked eyes are hiding all in plain sight It helps me stay alive Bodies churned, kids pulled from homes to decompose Amongst the ghosts, sullied to bone, reap their souls Buried below beneath the soil of cold asylums Settlers that brought new frontiers of violence Children and words, they minced them alike Tilling a curse that lived in our minds Put us below, to look above at your glorious star You laid siege, forced souls from broken kids starved Purgatory, this dark, eye's weary with scars Left as shadows, fearful to carry curious sparks Taught us to rape, to hate, to bury our hearts Poisoned our spirits to carry it home where we were loved Those too malnourished to go, where left alone Tangled bodies to be forgotten, crept from the loam To shine on what you denied, under your perish as the carcass Your gods bless,your merit from our rot flesh

First time we crossed, almost had to be standoff-ish Just to hold a composure, infatuated By demand to be navigating these lands of harshness Style so sweet, kinda like a sandy mirage gives Broke the ice from the hot and cold we subdued You holding me, me holding you, to grow something anew Knew you were special, couldn't throw caution to the wind Kept it level, i was below, something hollow and grim You chuckled and grinned, felt a comfort within Light beam shine beneath the hardening skin Of a spoiled earth, finding spoils unearthed Crack a hard shell taste a kernel of worth Fertile and absurd, a sight for sore eyes Make life from chloride, a salt of the earth from salted dirt Exalted and emerged, we shacked up Built a window from within a crack in the rock (that's WhatsUp) Looking in your two eyes Looking like windows into the soul Looking in my two eyes Looking like windows into my soul From the walls emerge the light Let it in From the dark into windows, Into windows, to windows You were unpacking your things, had a passion for ink Paint brushes lathering canvases with dreams Hanging up paintings in my bachelor suite Wasn't sweet, but sweety you saw menageries of scenes New dimensions that you casually retrieved From grey walls to masterpieces to see Pacing up and down the room, broadening my small world Windows into the ethereal Spirits and souls appearing as blots and swirls Kind of light to make pedals from bulbs Make pitiful into pretty and full Pointing out the fairies that glow, wasn't leery at all Could show my hand, face, and colors Sharing memories old and new, all of our quirks Could make Cloud 9 out of Section 8 You brush the paint, I put pen to the page Looking in your two eyes Looking like windows into the soul Looking in my two eyes Looking like windows into my soul From the walls emerge the light Let it in From the dark into windows, Into windows, to windows

As these strange buildings crumbling You're angel wings fluttering, wisps of whistling winds Through the cracks of shells and dwellings, we settled within Walls thinning, whispering everything ends Time in the flash of the speed of light Our clockwork toys sputtering to a stop, ceasing of life Season end or spice to contrast your beaming eyes Gleaming bright, seep the strife of demons inside And we're here, in this modest aboad As darkness crosses the largest of moats Didn't need a fortress, we got what we could Hardship's roads paved as soft as wool When we shared a smile, baby though the end is nigh In my mind's eye, you've mended the skies As the weather sifts the remnants we lived in Days penciled in, we've written our wrinkles of grins And we're still here... That'll be the day The day that angels fly away The day that angels fly away You were the first to be lifted away A gift and curse, but I could never complain Just sit here grinning at the infinite plane Light of my life brighter than a star could ever feign Like young and dumb luck, you were revealed in the dark Unlocked the seal on my heart, feel what was love Beyond what the Djinn could ever dream And you're soul moved on to bigger and better things And I know what I know, don't question it like where forever end? Which memories withered away my decrepit brain Spring chicken even when I'm not hip to the game Just remember your face and winter refrains Within these walls of the recluse, in solitude The joy of your life's impression remains As it rains and these old bricks and wood are calling to you Awaiting my day, you lessened the pain We're still here...

Too hot or high to touch, but bright enough for guidance along This violent song, inside of this globe, life from the sun The fight is strong, lightning rods, the eye of the storm The fire that hones and lights the forge for iron swords Heavenly gifts for devilish toys This earth we settled, the metal of ploys Buried holy grail within the crust of deep old realms Crawling legs of bugs on top of the sweet mole hill Riding of coattails of old garbs lost in the dirt Angels fall and rockets emerge Stirring in this centrifuge, this worlds flux Casting pearls were they clutched, referrals to the lost Looking from our boroughs to above Branches reach for the stars with curious odds Staring in the dark from our terrarium of gods We come and go, dumbfounded by the mystery of love Without wings and radar We try to make that fade stop Illuminate dark Guide my soul Trying to find were to go Without wings and radar We try to make that fade stop Illuminate dark My light behold Letting fear let go Fettered wings and severed navigation Everything that's left tethered by imagination My fabrications getting pricked by that eye's needle Knocking heaven's door sitting outside the peephole Life fleeting like the flight of sea gulls One's trash, another's treasure, in some eyes I see gold In some I see all, but can't put it to thoughts Lived sober as the crookedest judge Astral traveled and got cooked by the stars Slunk back in body, mulling, how could I evolve? In the woods in the cold, who could I involve? Crawled in a nook and starved, no food in my thought Had to look in the dark, until my body was phantom From fear to embrace of the guardian of sanctum Unraveling in it's jaws, shit out a newer form In clues reborn, these holograms the plant's rungs

You knew there'd be sunset, soon as the sun rised Shedding the carapace, More and more aware of the edge So and so's that I reaped, tears that I've wept This corridor that I rest, moving towards the glare at the end Cherishing breathes becoming oh so harder Thick skin, wrinkled thin, losing my coat of armor Wither that outgrown, the ambrosia I would've swallowed As that cloud didn't remain a cloud It dropped and followed the veins in the ground, the frame that we're bound Swimming towards the ocean, our waves to its mouth At times fed up, but fed for my life Lessons disguised, being the fish that fried, ebbs and the rise All paths lead to it, even emperors die Just go with the flow's magnificence You know what you know and it's different Open the door feel the breath of the wind Even what's severed's connected by things If we have to let it end, let it in, and let it begin Let it end...let it begin.. The chrysalis of the butterflies, withers with the lullaby The body lies, awaiting under the melancholy skies Teardrops from the eyes watered what was dried Giving flowers through love forcefully undisguised Trying to see their soul through closed eyes Their laugh through closed lips, so far but so close by Under the dirt grows the high and revered oak The roots that burrow deep and seek light from the fair stars We wonder where we go, but don't know where we are Learned tools of the trade, to lose them with age A lucrative wage, equal dues and debts to be paid A suit that was weaved, grew from the hedge of the maze When I'm left to wait, too frail to write a last song Crests of waves, towards the light, to pass on Horizons wide, the dispersing of sides Hoisting sails with these curtains of life The pull of tide, softly float to the vast beyond Another dawn to the depths of this sea, Our sun