Black Cat Latte at Intelligentsia.

faked truths

leading you into this wasteland
toxic relationships have blinding effects
forgetting lost hearts taking open minds
lying until their contented mouths tire
affecting those around with their half truths
since their bitter souls haven’t found home
mutilating themselves and replacing joy
another ticking time bomb they’ve hibernated
the people at the beginning aren’t around 
hurting inside and masking grimaces with pregnancy
walked away from certain destructive doom
although that time spent isn’t easily shaken
the best of home, happiness and ease
are faced daily and for once you accept it

Don’t let it pass

You don’t sit here with tears dropping from your eyes
They blur a vision confused as a teenaged dream
From this dark room, street lamp lit breeze comforts solely
Slowed hours before sunrise I’d hate to miss
It’s not the dawn of our lives that begin
Where a wish and hope nestle around reality
It bites you deep and stings so sweetly
You’re alive and the wonderful emotions of hurt, love and despair wash over you
Acceptance is easier than denial
True happiness will always replace temporary joy
So don’t read this and make it your own
Hold these words in your heart
Let them rest on your lips before you make your day
Because freedom with life and love can be a dead end
But sometimes it is a wondrous expanse yet to be discovered
And this discovery has just commenced

Fall for no one

Another fall is coming on.  Summer’s crying and its last breath is heard widespread through a great wonderwall of misery and despair.  This trafficked city bares its concrete murals and provides a coldback drop I fear.  It’s taking this long to slowly bring the pieces that has unraveled a simpleton savant who reveres loyalty as sacred and love and life above all else.  Not so selfish to accept any other song as long as its last verse is dedicated to the minuscule feels not so aching to leave.

Forewords don’t lend justice to this storied affair of mediocrity and failure, although its brought great memories never to be traded for bottles of whiskey or cheap advice from the other end of the bar.  These hands are barely recognizable at this late hour into the night, alone in thought, alone in anxiousness.

It is this season of ending rebirth where a crest of hope lies and truths are put to rest since lies didn’t take on legs.  Its not emotional hibernation to partake but a long rest of the worries that have brought on age.  Cool winds will wisp by and bring those sweet airs of dead decaying leaves.  People affirm they have come to love this time of year, I prefer to think that this fall is for no one.

Violet Hour. Whiskey love.

$1000 bike. Sure, why not?

$1000 bike. Sure, why not?

Rip 1951-2014

Busy Bee Rockers at the Ace Cafe.  Ton up! Cafe style.

Why I like this look?  Keeping it simple.  Polka dot silk scarf, solid blue tie on a white shirt and brown checkered suit with faint blueish purple lines and a simple white pocket square.  So effortless, makes it pop so nicely.  You don’t have to blind people with so many patterns!  Keep it simple gents.

Why I like this look?  Keeping it simple.  Polka dot silk scarf, solid blue tie on a white shirt and brown checkered suit with faint blueish purple lines and a simple white pocket square.  So effortless, makes it pop so nicely.  You don’t have to blind people with so many patterns!  Keep it simple gents.

Uhh!  So shiny.  Want.  Need.

Epic Burger in Lincoln Park. Bacon cheese burger with grilled onions. It’s all you need.

My ideal cafe racer. Honda CB550 by Benjie’s cafe racers.

Late nite Chicago ride. Beautiful weather, no traffic and a cute companion.


This is my dad’s uncle, c. 1950, in Kokomo, IN, USA. The young victim of a family of pranksters, he luckily grew up to be a bit more handsome


Cool

This is my dad’s uncle, c. 1950, in Kokomo, IN, USA. The young victim of a family of pranksters, he luckily grew up to be a bit more handsome

Cool

(Reblogged from weirdvintage)

Took this pic while bike riding along the lake at sunset. Chicago you beautiful beast! Notice the moon on the middle right hand side as a white dot.