The Musings of an Alabaman Barista

A cacophony of sounds A melody that pounds Into my unfit brain -Unfit for understanding The simplest of syllables Like two strangers whistli...

Bought, sold, traded, underwritten Shipped overseas and hidden away In brass cavities the size of a house Secret tombs still holding the wea...

It's all just a series of loose connections Like peanut butter and banana sandwiches Glued together with honey Or song lyrics and the sl...

.... ..... scatter-brained .. harried by streams of consciousness f l o a t i n g through space empty gourds echoing back towards .............

I wonder just how much of my life Is just in my head Random thoughts scratch across my brain Just enough to make me feel uncomfortable Like ...

If love conquers all, why is my past littered with bodies that burn like the streets of Cairo? Have my thoughts run amok for so long that ...

Are you ready to really know me? To understand how deep my paranoia goes and realize just how far I let my mind get away from me.... Will yo...