At war within your own mind
Hallucinate; the in- explicable...

GUNS
What is it about people with guns...

A man in rage is a sorry sight to behold
Shame on me...

my heart may not have eyes and ears
but that is where I am at...

Lying in my bed, surfing my mind
Blasting a hole in the night time fog...

A life here after?
Are we blowing smoke rings in a gale...

what is it with the waking hour?
words scampering to reach my page...

kinky dinky is about to float a new ship
in the either of my space...

precious memories
oh! how they linger toughing my soul...

how open can your mind be?
when words are suspect to spin...

The New Zealand shootings
The weeping souls of Islam...

Back in time, now lost in noise and silence
Relegated to what seems to be another life...