Unnerving quiet
Still spacious
Accept cycles
Everything ends
Nothing begins


Sometimes in a grocery store parking lot
An old white woman you have never met
Will offer you a quarter of a watermelon
And it is so much more progressively friendly
Than it is in any way a racial thing


To get from there to here
Sometimes you have to go through
Very long & very strange tunnels
You may not be where you were going
But somewhere is better than nowhere


Oh My God Eight One
How a person spends their time
The depth of the love someone has
Things done for reasons
This life is a complete surprise
The depth of the disappointment someone has
Degrees of luck manipulation and magic


Art of the hustle
working overtime making
entire production seem
just the easiest thing

Not every move planned
historic improv chops
make every move
appear to be planned

In the end it
doesn’t really matter
because entire production
is just so easy


The Truth and the Lie
The compulsions drive me crazy
The perversions keep me sane
The sea and the pea
The coal and the tea

The question of existence
The presumption of the real
The tee and the why
The dirt and the sky

The morals of our nature
The better of the best
The pea and the sea
The coal and the tea
The matters of the present
The past and the future
The tee and the why
The truth and the lie

Self-Titled [Untitled]


The Cheese Stands Alone
Time comes when you just have to make a decision about who and what you are. Or are someday going to be.

You do not have to adhere to this decision forever. Just figure out the here and the now. For now. For here.

It is as much deciding the particulars as it is the cessation of all the excuses. Shedding the costumes.

Relief is that you need not have to pretend anymore. The act and you are finally one. The cheese stands alone.

For as difficult as this task could be, the certainty of the other side is well the wait worth. Investments paid.