Ruffled a few feathers Just because I could Now I'm flying the coop Before I'm clipped I'm goin' south -Kel Dayheart
Too Well
Too many thoughts run inside my head I can't keep track And I don't think I want to An organized state of mind Is to know yourself too well I am not prepared to do so -Kel Dayheart
Memory Issues
My memory is shot Someone has taken it Out back And put it out Of its misery -Kel Dayheart
Douse It Out
There is not enough wine To drown out the sound Of your laughter While she is in your arms Instead of me -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #37
My head in the clouds Wistful is my state of mind No roots anywhere
Blackout #48
Naked, he stood against the light.
Indistinguishable
I am the cornerstone Of this moment I am its heart It consumes me Until I am Only this moment -Kel Dayheart
Crass
Tactless, is the way you speak Especially, when speaking to me -Kel Dayheart
She Loves Me Not
Love is a choice That I choose Not to part take in
Scramble
I am scrambling To find the words
Fragment of a Figment 