Author Archives: sonny d.c.

Once upon time a young man ran west alone to atone for some sins he had left showed no one the poems he wrote while they slept he stirred in his room one light at his desk conflicted consumed by fires he set considered the poison he chose to ingest committed to counter the shameContinueContinue reading “The Rest”

simply sauntering on a path to solo destruction half baked and then sautéed with a twist of lime cremed and bruleed skin peeled and wound with a slim hint of citrus mist one sip of the essence triggers memories and lessons laughs and losses curses and blessings I’m struggling I do not want to succumbContinueContinue reading “Mana of Oblivion”

on most critics’ top 10 lists some people just can’t dismiss this when they hear it like a devotion to bliss but I’m addicted to this like a closet atheist with a death wish secretly praying purposely repeating penance for some sincere repentance when I don’t even believe in the intended consequences a thoughtless conservationistContinueContinue reading “play to the end”

I stepped out at midnight and looked to the moonless sky the big dipper is absurd leaning on its elbow dominating space like a boss half cocked and ready to go off at any minute the huge douche of the night sky no, you can’t control your size but try to realize how things lookContinueContinue reading “the dipper”

after strumming the guitar under twisted stars I mounted the bike and steered through obsidian streets peddled by painted dusk and sun faded type shadows lit by yellowed old decrepit lights straddled crooked concrete I rode solo a loaded, roaded wearied fool fickle and non committal in his existence broke in focus stoned witness toContinueContinue reading “twisted stars”