I feel like I annoy you, 
I’m not sure why,
but I feel like I do.
I never want to
but I like you too

much… 

A slow glance from a rant about nothing but dancing in the rain while pain still bleeds, it needs you. The cold gets old fast but alas we see we mean well and being kind to remind my body that the insanity goes free from me. What lunatic brings me a Bic to light the stick I’m killing myself with? What monster sees he’s walking only to mock me yelling faggot, how the ratchet turns me slow like the bolt it holds me in…

She grows like the flowers in spring but she is treated like the death they bring to themselves in winter…

I’m not sure who he’ll be, if he can see the incredible sensation the vibrations can bring to his minds eye…

Maybe…

Let’s get furious and get left behind.
Let’s go to the greatest setting we could find.
Nowhere we have in mind. 
Our lives are being timed by the breaths we have left…

Let’s go to the main street 
and walk with bare feet
to where our hands meet
With the clouds light pink over-cast…

Where did we want to go again?
Let’s make a plan so then 
we could remember to forget
and then make plans again…

A coffee shop at every stop we know
to sit and laugh and dance and show 
that we have more to love
than anything we’ll ever own…

Walking home in the dead of night
the sun’s gone but all is in sight
as we playfully fight
under the dim streetlight feeling perfectly alright…

The clouds clear and the stars shine
the place holding you close in my mind.
Walking to your door closing our time
we spent together 
every breath and movement
here with you went 
perfect…

 
 


 

Leave me to be road kill that kills, still drilling itself,
rejecting prescription drugs the restrictions drug on rugs into perception.
Show me the low me towing these 
empty buckets the envious ruckus rocks rockets into 
nebula that the parabolas Labrador showed me…
more please…

The three kings kneel before rings of steel more real 
than fire that blew out their temples, only rentals in blue 
oceans creating motions of debris flying free into their homes…

It’s only a flood made from mud on the 
stream of leaves from the trees we leave in the mean time.
The only cancer ridden bath to sit in is hidden
from sight, in the right mind set or I’d just forget…

what I’m talking about…



  

I am sorry to say I thought I loved.
Then again, loved never existed before. 
Yet, this feeling, I’ve only wanted more.
Every time I see her my heart drops to the floor.

To speak is to show me she’ll care
and to see her smile and reply 
leaves the cracks in my mind bare 
to make me feel like I’ll never die.

I want you to see this
to know you make me happy.
I want you to know this
I know it may sound sappy. 

I’m sorry I never met you. I’m also sorry that Mary Jane never wanted to stay but I’m saying this now so the town knows I’m not in this for the crown in first place, I’m just checking MySpace to see Tom concluding conclusions clouded by constellations of diamonds from Edmonds Community College students looking to make a quick dime to replace their own that they just smoked a few minutes ago…

The record plays me a song of darkness, darkening the room to a whisper of touch secluding emotion from the scratches of the hotel rooms rackety record player. Or was it the scratches on the wall down the hall near the crawl space, in an out-of-place feeling of my Elysiums. The reason I ask is because you seem to smile in pain when I haven’t hurt you yet…

I made a couple mix tapes for the whole country to listen to. 
I wanted to show them specifically to you, 
But I don’t know what you would do 
if you would listen and feel what the music tells you to feel 
or what the lyrics tell you about us.

Maybe that we could walk down to the beach, 
maybe I could reach 
for your hand and
discover what the sunset looks like to us. 
There’s no rush.
because I need the light to see 
your eyes and your smile for me 
to be 
whole…


 

Speaking is like 
lips meeting for the first time.
Although they’ve never kissed,
it’s something he hoped she wished for…

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