Bone thinking souls
Relapse into life
Like single cells converting
Energy and
The last white moon
Breaks into dusk
While the clouds settle smokey,
ash stacks
Horizontally as my hair
Catches a tobacco aftermath
20 too few in a single pack,
They drop like men at war,
The purpose to ease.
My lungs have had many
Lives but none this bad.
And my soul remains spotty
Missing parts that the Big Bang
Blew too far, the dust collets at the bottom where gravity’s
Weight cannot be escaped
Into the black hole we all slowly fall.
7:04 pm • 26 November 2012
What I would not do for love,
I got a thing for you.
3:35 pm • 24 August 2012
Where are you, so show it in the record store,
my life’s scratched like vinyl, pull it back for a little screech,
Lets show them just how sweet, this cruel world is,
And I’m the one who wonders where we should got to,
then I realize we are what we choose.
3:45 pm • 13 August 2012
If wishes drew blanks than I have made a clean slate,I was waiting for her in a deep blue sea that sat above a wooden world, If you always get up late you’ll never be on time,
and she walks away in silence, but the day will never come, where I tire of waiting.
I saw you down there and I knew you were tired, you looked like a swimmer
who’s given into the current, and I want to feel your heart move,
because you look good when you do.
And I’m never going to be on time, its a shame because I like you,
to bad you never see me.
3:40 pm • 13 August 2012 • 1 note
we spit relevant facts derived from text books,
generating mental earthquakes can you feel the state of your mind being shook,
investing in a line cast not long as mine, the cliches in my wrist digits write
a noose settled like a tourniquet, how delicate you say simple things speaking for the
hell of it.
2:08 pm • 9 July 2012 • 1 note
there were holes poked in my soul and the light from the outside
made a sky for the little boy inside to dream about,
and my soul, that boy wished for freedom, he wished for love,
because his nights stung 24 hours.
his eyes were on fire for her, what do you do, what do you do
He’ll feel better with her on safer nights with sweltering city lights.
I told him I’m always here,
one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish, you’ll always be the fish swimming inside of me
10:06 pm • 4 June 2012 • 1 note
I’ll walk back in for you, when the world has walked out on me,
the little place where I hide my heart drowned in flames yesterday.
Your words the spark, this sleeve now singed won’t keep us warm
and tomorrow will be much colder, the dark too will hide our bones and then there will
be nothing left for the moon light to catch, we can’t bathe together,
so the filth will stick.
I’ve become a ghost in a shell waiting for a change that will never come,
and the love I give will hallow out this romance.
9:53 pm • 4 June 2012 • 1 note
That feeling when you can’t even give someone contentment.
12:32 am • 10 May 2012 • 5 notes
