Deep in the Jungle

Investigating Mysteries,

Clandestine Histories,

Using up my Brain,

They’ll think I am Insane.

But inside Sanity,

With a side of Depravity,

Is Where I’ve Always Been,

Alongside mice and men.

So when the sky rains down,

Smile - do not frown.

For we are born and bred for this.

I continue to assist.

For what has happened

Begins anew,

Beneath the mountain’s morning dew.

And when all is scattered smoke and ash,

I’ll be here, with hidden stash.

For all I ever desired, was to learn and acquire,

Knowledge of what has gone before,

As I step into the Future’s Door.

Paths Divine

When Paths Divine

Intertwine

I’ll toe the line

But Waste No Time.

In The North,

Psychosis Dwells,

But in the South,

Time Holds Well,

So if Thou Hast the Time & Place,

Come Down Here - And Make Haste.

For Hollow Heads

Have Found the space,

Leave now the rat race.

Grey Skies

A Storm Approaches Nigh

The Center is My Eye

Although I Should Not Lie

I Feared To Make You Cry

And When At Last We Dwell in Peace

And Most Are Still Deceased

Some May See With their Eyes

I Have My Reasons Why.

So Before You Judge On Me

And My Proclivities

I Do What I Can

Though I Am No Man

A Solitary Soul

The Future Doled

And When We Hit the Light

You Will Wish Day was Night.