Words By Eliot These are my poems.

I wish my thoughts on no one.

Pray for the health of humanity

creating design for ideal everything

I’m loosing my mind in an expectation of reality

I appreciate our reality

I apologize for our struggle

Before the fear, Hitler was an artist

analyzed to death.

I may die alone but you are out there

waiting to love

hoping to accept

built to forget and never regret the moments 

sold nor spent 

as we wait to die, plenty are killing for life.

there’s possibility in sound

and consumption in ground

spilling a moat of ash that surrounds my feet

protecting my difference.

we can share a stare for reason

as we lay bricks of treason

in the leaf of life’s seasons

in the branches of the past

it has to happen now

it has to happen fast

it has to happen now

it has to last.

From now on I’ll leave my phone at home

You’ve come and gone and now it’s time to move on

I’ll tread forward

I’ll thread my heart together

and toward strength

I’ll move through my tears

I’ll stand strong in my fears

will I let go and follow the rivers flow?

or form colder than silvers glow

to gold and wet snow

I’ll ask you to come

I’ll force you to go. 

I’m trying to forget
But I can’t pass up the regret
Of every moment spent
And my feelings deteriorate in every sound
With the blood to my back I’ve come back loud
And with the world beneath my feet I’ve beaten you back down
I’d wake up slept through death and
Ive found stained red ground
I’ve screamed enough for one hour but the moments in these minutes crawl in my veins and it’s getting harder to explain the last 10 months and 6 moves and the 7 Jobs I’ve walked away from head low and in tainted shame
So I’ll become a disturbance
And I’ve ripped a hole in the plastic placed over my throat because choking to death won’t be the last line I wrote.

a simple body aches

the business man takes

what working men make

so raise the stakes for production

teach men how money functions

teach families life and consumption

of worldly affairs I can no longer abstain

in wordy written layers I learn the art

of complaining contemplation

in my Stumptown sensation

I breathe revelation 

you speak revolution without a proper solution

to the pain

as I teach resolution to stop the blind, to see in time

to get mine.

“everything’s fine” you’ll find

difference in my mind

You lack character I react

with behavior, I’m in my nature

it’s a new chapter from the oldest book

Not biblical nor prophetic 

it’s cynical and slightly apathetic

We are the driving force

so lets make some decisions

we are the thriving nation

knocking of failure’s door

pound the beat to the drum

in legislative revisions

United States of Division

Energetic waste whore

we know not of our fate

but of our floor

I’ll pound a pin through this soft woven heart

to the wall

Scream to the masses

explaining the beckoning call

to awaken the Nation before

the fall. 

I’ve given up

we’ve given in

just to spite our collective sin

we’ll write a verse

of our worst behaviors

and ask your savior to return the favor

we’re told one day we’ll grow old

I’m sold I’ll be gray and cold

You never listened, 

I spoke softly

You’ve armed the pen

and prepared the lists

which will end

some truths are forever

ink is not paper

opinions tend to disguise the lies

bought sold and transcribed 

formatted to fit the shit

doormatted

I’ll reach out

far enough to dig down

build walls in deep ground

I refused help willingly

you chose death silently 

go on, beat me honest with your father’s belt

no one will stop us

keep the dynamic 

spare the mechanic

shred the bill

we’d rather panic

mid sentence I was over taken. 

Don’t

or do

it’s up to you

I’d do a lot for a salary

you puke a lot per calorie

that dollar wasn’t made honest

it’s not true

don’t

or do

please stop looking

I’m busy facebooking

locking in public

on a screen

my heart, don’t trust it

I know, its obscene

you fake politics and pregnancy over tequilla

I don’t like your tone

stop the flow of Patron

“Not now chief, I’m in the fucking zone”

it’s the coral wave

and the bitter teeth

I’m smoke’s slave

it’s the redemption you crave

do. not. do. you

I’m busy doing me

it’s been a Revolver winter

heading towards a Vietnam spring

and it’s getting better as the three sing

so I’ll refill and foot the bill against Fante’s will

I’ll withdrawal these last sixteen bucks

and ride a bus to my future. 

The dogs feel with curiosity grown men kneel in prayer life lesson of respect known a small town of millions a blind eye collapses in time birds take flight, and arrive to land mine the truth of future is a beautiful thing and the sun holds no lie as I humble within hand in hand I am whole the music that guides the soul the smiles share gold and We Stand Together, bold.

Never forget your gifts and greatness. I am aware of stance and fault Lines divide where hands combine provide roots / stand connected Let your light shine resurrected There is chance in the hope we bought There is truth in the honesty sought Forgive your past and walk in time

Crisp pages fresh foldgers phases Steps to stages Despite the look that I took My heart aches for the answer Let’s be taken to the book and wash our hands Sir We can all face a smile Mornings we puked bile But that smile smells higher piled The faker the taker The longer the mile The greater the giver The stronger the desire You may mean words But I look down and follow feet Because the direction you walk Is the path I seek

With an open heart and mind I have come to find Nothing I wanted and everything I Need Beneath the earth with the mustard seed In the house of Light I surrendered my lack of power and thought you just might Show me wrong from right what was Found has risen me from the ground To the Sky Where we meet Eye to Eye.