Bear Barbie

I sent her the Drake tickets, she sent me the heart emoji,

Well baby if you really love me you can show me!

As the time’s gone by it feels like a dream.

These days in silence you’re still a part  of my theme.

It’s been 8 months since we met, 3 months since we spoke. 

I thought I would write this out and send you a  poke.

How’s your sister? how’s your brother? do you still live in the B?

I left New York for the summer I went out to CT.

The air is cold up north, I was ready to freeze.

I took a vacation down south I went out to Tennessee

When you went skiing did you fall on your face?

Or did you move through the snow like an angel with grace?

I’m going jet skiing, In the water I’ll find peace.

When I wade through the waves, like a fish I’ll just be.

I heard you were in Montauk chasing the sunset by the sea.

I think about you all the time, do you think about me?

I missed you at the Ed Sheeran show, I guess you didn’t get the message

Or did I just manage to not properly send it?

As our triumph dies I remember the thrill 

Our violent delights, what a summer well spent.

but now we lean towards violent ends.

I heard about your grandmother, I’m sorry that happened.

I lost someone to cancer too, so you have my compassion.

Paper plane dreams man girl I miss you. 

But sometimes in life its good to be forgetful.

Planting in the garden in that New York Summer.

Long lost lovers what could happen I wonder.

Girl I could use your company

Don’t worry about your work, just get in the car and come to me.

I know your favorite dive bar, I’ll get you something sweet

Something magic in your eyes.

It happens to me when you arrive. 

When you told  me you loved me, you took my breath away 

Now you hear the breath of an Artisan. 

A porcelain artist man.

I’ll take the Modelo out your hand, set it down, and put a man in your hands

Fighting temptations, testing flirtations

Your hips so vivacious they’re causing complications. 

Echoes in my soul

how long will we be touch and go?

We’re burning out of light.

As the day turns to night.

Dancing in the dark, our embers torn apart.

Lost our way, with words we didn’t say.

There is nothing to say because she knows.

Now driving these empty streets heading all the way home.

The ghouls and the goblins with their machinations, 

Whispers from the past, ghosts of our conversations. 

You said it was our destiny that we were meant to be.

After it went down,  that  was the death of we.

Unfulfilled promises and broken dreams.

Left unsatisfying lies and teary open eye streams.

My regrets collect like autumn leaves.

Then blown away by the winter breeze.

From spring to summer then spring again.

The castle of our hearts that we defend.

Stuck in the darkness so we can’t see,

But a sinner helps a saint, sets them free.

Oh baby what a beautiful sight

That look in your eyes,

It lights up my mind

We are only satellites 

Floating across the sky

Drifting high, all our lives. 

Nils Bowery

Here lies Nils Bowery,

The man the myrrh the legend.

The woman the mysterious the majestic.

Nils was a private person with a quiet confidence.

Nils would light up a room as soon as it was entered.

With a smile, oh a smile that would make snow shy.

Bowery gave us hope through filmmaking, photography, art, and music

And as the world turns, will bring us joy through nostalgia as we remember the good times.

So I say again, here lies Nils Bowery, gone but never forgotten.

The End of The Affair

Forged together by poverty and struggle.
Broken apart by wealth and power
By the grace of the fire and the flames
The heartache and the pain
Stuck in a trap between love and abuse
Down in the dumps with some terrible blues
Time will eventually knock on my door
To tell me that nothing stays brand new
Confusion struck when suddenly came war
I thought that we were alone together
But really I was just alone forever
Freshly immersed in this new September
Time will take us into different weather
These drifting nights I can no longer take
My hearts become way too opaque,
A battered vessel but within beats a dream.
While the blood pumps in my veins
I will push forward
Until I am, as right as rain.

The One I Lost, The One I Found


Dear Katherine
The woman that made me a man.
You gave me purpose, passion, and drive
The second you took my hand.
Lurking outside your window,
Pining away.
Chasing you in the garden,
Every single day.
Looking for a partner in crime.
I would change my plans on a dime.
I loved you and you loved me,
But my brother stole you away from me.
A Bulgarian seductress.
With brown hair that is lustrous.
Fireworks and rockets red glare.
My first love forever,
 A majestic affair.
 –
Was brought up to be a gentleman
So sweet and polite
A girl just broke my heart
Isn’t that a sorry sight
No need for tears though
There’s nothing to fear bro
There will be another one
There will be another one
 –
Dear Elena
I was roaming through the streets
Then I fell in love with a stranger
Found passion, adventure, and even a little danger
Dancing together,
A lion and a gazelle,
That’s what I’ll remember.
Physical perfection
With olive complexion
Powerful, mystical, and naturally recurring,
A beautiful Doppelgänger, desire is what you’re stirring
You give me goosebumps
You give me chills
When I’m with you, time stands still
I wrote in my journal
The promise I gave you,
That love  could be eternal
Two lovers that found each other
Spirits kindred
I’d be honored to be your partner, husband, and father of your Children

Power

Power, something so many people crave
But at what expense?
Although it gives the freedom to choose,
With a propensity for abuse and corruption
How worth it is it?
It can be hoarded by the mighty
Or stolen from the innocent
Turning pacifists into militants
And freedom fighters into tyrants
Causing good intentions to turn to crisis
Leaving many unfortunate souls lifeless
Because the ones who have it indulge in their vices
I’ll ask again
How worth it is it?

Children of The Damned

Sad little girl with teddy bear

In a world without an end or beginning,
My sweet little rose tried so hard just to blend in.
She’s been walking through life looking for a connection.
She pretends to be tough but she’s really codependent.
All she ever really wanted was some sort of affection.
Forced to take life in so many directions.
She became cold and so unforgiving.
She needs me to fix her but it’s always too much.
I gave her everything I had but it was never enough.
My baby girl always calls me because she scared to be loved.
She wants me to soothe her with my rhetoric,
But I can’t bear to tell her that my love will only ever be synthetic.
It will fade like the sand in an hour glass.
And when it does it will only bring out our immense contrast.

The Things We Lost in The Fire

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Girl I’m so conflicted
it’s been so long since we’ve kicked it.
But babe your really expensive,
I’m not sure if I’m still with it
You got on a plane and went back to your hometown,
And ever since then I’ve been trying to track you down.
Wood floors in your SoHo Apartment.
Good girl gone bad, I wonder how it started
Every week in July you would pick up the call.
Then I would race my way by past Webster Hall.
I would have been the Tom Cruise to Katie Holmes,
But what you really wanted was to be alone.
Going down the path of Veronica Lake.
But one good conversation is all it would take.
On second thought your more like Sophia Loren,
Una bella ragazza che è motto bello.
And no baby girl I didn’t mean to offend,
I just didn’t think that this is how it would end.
Last time we met you stared into my eyes so hopelessly
And ever since then I’ve just been walking around woefully.

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