Dream's Mysterium

Category: rhyme

  • Performative Poetry (more)

    I know you like my output,But I would like some input.How can you put more into it?When you’re not really into it? I wish that you would tell me.I really wish you’d tell.My faith is in the breeches of theDeepest pits of Hell.

  • They suspended my Instagram Account

    What unites us will always winOver whatever divides usWe may live in separate skinOur humanity combines usAnd time and time againHeaven will live beside usWhen goodness always winsAnd evil is behind us.

  • something I just wrote

  • My Tribute to the Sexiest Man to Ever Live, Jim Morrison

    Jim Morrison is the kind of man that has every motherfucker questioning their sexuality or not in some instances!

  • Poetry

    I’ve lots of poems of poetry They flutter in the breeze. Of Humpty and of Dumpty too. The mouse is in the tea. I’ve had them all inside my head Just waiting to emerge. Some I’ve stored there for some years They mostly all converge And then come out just how they do I have…

  • Yes, I think in Poetry

  • Just Free Your Mind

    is a song I wrote and recorded several months back. All I’ve basically done is switch out the drums and mix it properly. I have crippling self-doubt and I just knew the lack of attention it got when I first released it to Soundcloud meant it was horrible so I pulled it down and forgot…

  • Dopamine Attack

    I believe in this little song I wrote in a certain moment when I felt a certain way I might not necessarily feel anymore. Writing this song actually may have led me to an understanding that most of my mental issues are structural in nature and based entirely on my material conditions which, not forgiving…

  • Whiskey on my Breath,

    I whisper in your ear “Let me have tonight. Let me hold you near.” Smiling with your eyes You say nothing at all. But everything you’re thinking, know, My dear, I heard it all.

  • A Wish

    Wishing for a meteor  To strike me from above I long to leave this world of woe I lost all that I loved. I never had a lover though A fucker though for sure It’s not like Polly Harvey was  Knocking down my door! This song is referring to my obsession with Polly Harvey. I…

  • Yearning

    Spending my days being bored. I so detest being ignored.And I hate attention. Did I fail to mention, I’d rather fall on my own sword. Most of your words are so toothless, So why do they feel like they’re ruthless? They sting like a bee A hornet’s nest, see? A sage is a No One…

  • I Have Ascertained…

    That it could quickly be arranged  That we could soon become estranged  If I were drunk enough to count. Alas but I am not And all the wrath that it has wrought! Too often I have thought It more important to surmount The question of what’s really there And if we’re Fred Astaires, Dancing on…

  • Tell Your Kids

    Come gather round, children. There’re stories to tell. My time here is finite. And yours a springwell. We shall talk Beowulf Grendel, his foe— We shall talk Shakespeare And Normans And Rome. And we shall talk England And harbors of tea. A great many things Have I to tell thee. So come gather round let…

  • I COULDN’T BE RIGHTER

    I COULDN’T BE RIGHTER I PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER WE USED TO HAVE LIGHTERS BUT NOW WE HAVE PHONES I’VE LOOKED FOR A LONG TIME AND WRITTEN A FEW RHYMES IT’S JUST IN THE MEANTIME I FIND ME ALONE. IT COULDN’T BE DUMBER WE USED TO HAVE SUMMERS THE WORLD IS A BUMMER WHEN YOU LIVE…

  • Lie with Me

    Bitten by Medusa’s hair, I’m poisoned and I’m stoned. Lie with me—we’ll be a pair— I dare not sleep alone.