i am Dags

Stomping my feet around my head.
I do this not to prove that someone is home,
But to wake up and then regret a memory.

I never considered her insight.
Now I can see that
Half the time the world really is beautiful.

#poetry
#poem

I know antifa isn't a real organization because I don't get 40 texts a week from them asking for donations.

Lonely Soul

I haven't shared a poem or music in over 2 months. Not sure anyone cares either. Nevertheless, I released this a couple of weeks ago. Enjoy

Life feels pointless—
A breath cursed
And justified by fragile purpose.

You age into loneliness,
Stare into coffee,
Regret every word.

Rage silent,
Sincerity rare.

Your note revealed it:
We never reached the stars. Now, just flesh, bone,
And fading sympathy remains.

#vss365
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As we wait to see if WW3 is coming our way this week.

From the child it is clear
That their elders are Generally careless.
Wearing their youth
In a larger suit.

Not on the left
Nor on the right.
No direction
Shows approval.
This is how
We perform existence
With little knowledge
Of our destination.
We receive nothing
But silent applause.

#poetry
#poem

We dreamt of deep caverns,
Shielded from light,
Guided by unseen wisdom.

We turn inward to survive, Shaping futures
We don’t yet grasp.
But when we return,
All is changed—
Displaced by insight,
Left with only
The will to carry on,
Riding the echoes
Of greater souls.

#vss365
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That incidental force
Lacking concern
For the next five minutes.
Living in the moment
For the pulse
Of our glorious momentum.
Pushing forward
Like an artist's brush.

Material turns to dust.
We come to form,
Then we shatter
And fade.

#poem
#poetry

She turns to the side,
And I see
No smile or frown,
But a nose
And I may sit and wonder
What reason is this
That I may sit and wonder
Of nothing but
My own heart
And not the complexities
Of a silhouette.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

My head is blank.
Once life felt like a puzzle.
Now it makes sense,
But thoughts come slow.

I chase the focus I once had, Grasping for flow.
Men grow on knowledge,
Yet I stall.

In dreams, we fly.
We are heroes in sleep,
Blind to the wounded
Soul inside,
Waiting to be seen.

#poem
#poetry

I call her
My heroine
Of the vanishing.
I pay the price
To smell her flower,
Trying to keep
The scent in my mind,
But the flower withers
And the scent turns sweet.

Into my nose,
Into my mind:
Sweet.

In my soul
I can feel
This abundant light
#promoting
Completeness unknown.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

We've all felt pride in living,
Glimpsed the cosmos,
Then shattered—
Seeking the next to infect
With nirvana’s
Violent beauty.

We marry uncertainty,
Bury courage,
Tire of insults.

Screaming, kicking,
We emit air—
Failure’s scent
Is guiding the way.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

In the coming days
Death keeps its promise
To hold you tightly
As we cease to
Sculpt the future.
Rather, we light
The world on fire
With an accidental
Candlelit vigil.

#poem
#poetry

He is an angry young man
Fed with guilt.
Walking around like
A wounded animal
Too full of pride
To show pain
On sunny days,
Proving his
Imagined strength
To his enemies.

In his wrath
He prays for some god
To smite his brethren
In an attempt
To cover his shame.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

I speak,
But the abyss
Swallows my words.
Truth lingers
In one selfish thought.

I won’t claim to give meaning.
War fills the void.
In the end,
Justice is
The butchering of one's senses.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

You put your notion
Of love down
On the table.
Staring at the walls
Like some abstract painting.
Thinking of every soul
That harmed you
In your formative years.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

Misfit Dags · Menagerie · Song · 2025

The moment we come to be
We cry that we're born
Upon this great stage of fools
That's built upon the labor of life's scorn.
But we're made of brighter things.
We live to grasp the brass ring.
Oh, take the carousel home and call in the morn’.

#originalmusic
#diymusic
#musiciansky
#synths

Confabulation Dags · Menagerie · Song · 2025

Before everyone commits their sin,
Why don't we admit we cannot swim
In this shallow puddle we call time.

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#diymusic
#musiciansky
#synths

All my life
I have defaulted
To these excuses,
Forgiving everything
That is done unto me.
On late nights
I travel home,
I reflect
On every second of the day
Dividing good fom evil.

The passing lights
Flicker a message
Of love indescribable.
Blinded by the illusion.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

I simply could not
Tell when in rapture
That all of these changes
Were inevitable.
If I had the chance
To turn to our beginnings
I would shrug off love.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

You remember how
You bled emotions
Onto paper,
Marking thoughts in
An inexperienced language,
Meant for your eyes only.

Poetry felt easy—
Until you saw its depth,
Its artistry

The experts seemed
Like gods or
Distant stars
Shining far beyond
Your reach.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

Come tragedy.
Come unforeseen outcomes.
I inhale all of this
To feel that life
Remains beautiful.
It is a dream
That will never be.
We become angry
Once we have
To wave goodbye.
Throwing internal tantrums.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

Writing On the Wall Dags · Menagerie · Song · 2025

A witness to the mess all night long.
We separate as if to right a wrong.
It is evident that we are lost
In this wilderness so what's the cost?

#originalmusic
#diymusic
#musiciansky
#synths

We are out
To take a chance on love
In a place wherein
Truth cannot comprehend
Salt-filled tears.

The sky is eager.
Rain falls on
Every successful path.
You sense your own nature
Healing every broken bone
With a simple gesture.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

Dripping love thoughts
Into eternity,
I risk December’s chill—
An amateur with no escape.

Purpose should keep hands From pen, sword, or crown, Yet I failed.

The crown gleams,
And I stride into emptiness,
Sore and bare.

When we lose,
We invent meaning.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

Bury It Dags · Menagerie · Song · 2025

Once, I cried in bed over things I said.
Now I'm dried up without regret.
Hat in hand, I would ask you to make
Up for my mistakes lest we both come to know ourselves.

#originalmusic
#diymusic
#musiciansky
#synths

I stand behind
A chain link fence,
Where love is imagined
But never crossed.

My soldiers, balanced, Armed with words—
A war I plan,
Meaningless or not.

Respect the line.
Stay away.
Cowards hide in books,
And my lips
Remain sealed.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

The knowledge is hidden
And we call it second nature
To reveal
But it is nothing
Short of a miracle
That I am editing
Even while writing.

There are others
Wandering around,
Deep in contemplation
Over the zeitgeist
Without thinking
Of its fluid nature.

#vss365
#poem
#poetry

The World of Uncertainty

It does not come at hand
One god can't make the man
Or else we communicate
The will of love the will of fate

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#diymusic
#musiciansky
#synths
#poem

Threadbare Dags · Menagerie · Song · 2025

I'm a child in mourning today
Craving what I once believed.
The social gathering of what was lost
Has left me feeling deceived.
Your good intentions are left laid bare,
Naked and left out of reach.
What once was earnest is of no consequence.
There's no more lesson to teach.

#artist
#music
#synths