smile for a cause

a new way to look up
if we stretch out
our old forgotten ways
spread out
and find the inner peace
to search out
and enjoy the nights sleeping alone

no more nuclear weapons!

where we left off.
situated between a tear and discomfort
i guess i never knew how i felt
until i tore away the exterior
now the world is so raw and assuming
and the ending seems written
but is there anything that is not subject to change?
songs of a certain island chain
hang around my neck like stolen jewelry
a time and space i made for myself
on someone else's account

somewhere someone will make sense of
segmented ideas.
and futile hopes
i knew my writing could never create you
much less keep you

i dont know where this angel sits
and that is how i want it.
right?
right?
a nervous pacing set of eyes
dances with the shoulders to form a shrug

well sit with that decision
and let it
marinate
like a one word response

i tremble as i press send
the same way i felt about you when i first met you
let me say thank you for your silence
and i hope all is well


id like to say this will be my last
love soaked rag of desperation
can you say you're surprised?

hawaii

the konas are blowing
and that means off shore for kailua
im mind surfing the moaks as we speak.

listening to my Hawaiian music

ill be back soon

Here is some noise for your eyes

Noise for your eyes

happy new year

brahs

Birthday Cruise

I drove the coast from SF to SLO on my b day and heres some shots

The dust I kick up is too fine

writing is useless..the rain is never ending...the feeling is redundant.
the family grows farther into the ground...what do i do?
my smile is fake. my heart is turning into black ice...
come and gone
love and loss
sounds meeting silence.
resonating past anything resembling ears
the pieces are left all around,
like unfinished plans,
or ideas that were birthed and abandoned like discarded celebrities.
reflect on your life, and pray to what ever deity you might believe in.
falling asleep before it's bedtime.
waking up before the morning
unhealthy habits breed misguided children.
generations riddled by their parents emotional mistakes.
i have blame on me, like the skin i was born with.
leaving leaving leaving...running and running, but only spinning in circles.
my dizzy eyes hurt my unfortunate brain, no where is up, everywhere is down
a perpetual hold down...the wave of life was a close out..and i paddled right for it.

pray for surf..

:(

THERE'S A PLACE IN HAWAII
THAT IS VERY DEAR TO ME
I AM HOMESICK AS CAN BE
WON'T YOU LISTEN TO MY PLEA?

I WANT TO GO BACK TO MY LITTLE GRASS SHACK IN KEALAKEKUA HAWAII
I WANT TO BE WITH ALL THE KANES AND WAHINES THAT I KNEW LONG AGO

I CAN HEAR OLD GUITARS A-PLAYING 
ON THE BEACH AT HO'ONAUNAU
I CAN HEAR THE HAWAIIANS SAYING
"KOMO MAI NO KAUA IKA HALE WELAKAHAO"

IT WON'T BE LONG 'TIL MY SHIP WILL BE SAILING BACK TO KONA
A GRAND OLD PLACE THAT'S ALWAYS FAIR TO SEE.
I'M JUST A LITTLE HAWAIIAN AND A HOMESICK ISLAND BOY,
I WANT TO GO BACK TO MY FISH AND POI,

I WANT TO GO BACK TO MY LITTLE GRASS SHACK IN KEALAKEKUA, HAWAII
WHERE THE HUMUHUMUNUKUNUKUAPUAA GOES SWIMMING BY
WHERE THE HUMUHUMUNUKUNUKUAPUAA GOES SWIMMING BY