Riverside, CA    1992 -   
Pseudo-poet, scapegoat and barfly.
Here is my rambling and delusion.

I also enjoy making music
(or something of the sort)
https://soundcloud.com/lady-problems
Pseudo-poet, scapegoat and barfly.
Here is my rambling and delusion.

I also enjoy making music
(or something of the sort)
https://soundcloud.com/lady-problems
EJ Aghassi
EJ Aghassi
1 day ago      6 hours ago

that's how you came,
and that's how you'll be
paint on a canvas
wild, in front of me

mind clashing and
dancing, feelings
from up above, or
from the deepest dark
gutters of endless belows

you are something else
and I'm nothing of the sort
you'll have me in shackles
and bandages in short

but a bruised up
toothless smile
will rest
for a while

on the drifting
dreamer
Crawling for miles

protons smashing
mingling, mingling
Receiving

in space made
in randomness
and darnkess's embrace

but there's no sense to
make of what's happening
to me

I could go on
for hours
and you still wouldn't see

these things come from
nothing,
these things soon to be

from dimensions
unknown,
from foreign clearings

a fraction
of seconds
For fractured
Moments

suspended in
time
in existing randomness

we can't control
how we came to be

but it's your choice to
make,

it's up to you to hear me

trains and trains and trains of thought
  Reposted by EJ Aghassi  ·  3 days ago

I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time,
walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me,
it's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea,

but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't
untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't
untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

EJ Aghassi
EJ Aghassi
Oct 15      Oct 16

gorgeous little
gypsy queen

fiery and wild thing

mislead and
fed common disease

you don't know
what you mean to me

I won't falter
I won't fuss

even though all that
is all of us

I've never made it
this far before

and as such kicked
down every door

but there's no rhyme
or reason
this shifting of seasons
is breaking me down
one atom by one

this wanting and needing
& hoping and feeling
brings me close to end,
though it's only begun

I think I could love you, too
EJ Aghassi
EJ Aghassi
Oct 11      Oct 12

when I looked at you
I felt alone
I felt needy

I felt sick

and I'll look to you
to make the rain
come back
& sun go away

I'd trace your body
on cold sheets
study the contours
every unique
spastic movement

but that would take
me opening my mouth

true terror lies in
vulnerability

wish me luck,
I shiver at the thought alone

this isn't hate
but it burns

it burns & it burns

I don't know
what the goal is

but this suffering
has to have reason

EJ Aghassi
EJ Aghassi
Oct 1      Oct 1

I know that when
it comes down to it

I'll find you in every town

in every bar
in every museum

you'll order a drink
I don't come by too often

and I will compare you to
those you can't compare to

and you will win

I'll hear ocean waves when you breathe

I'll smell lust
freedom
adventure

I'll see the sun set in your hair

and you is a number
the number of those that make
me feel like you do

the limitless number of
uniquely lovable individuals

the creatures of dreams

the things that make hearts flutter
minds crumble and scream

but keep the mouth smiling

and the mind will think
only of those you(s)

because every one of them is lovable

every single one is everything

every one is YOU, specifically

everything after this will all be
you

and there's never been anything more beautiful than YOU

I've lost the will to read and

I'm losing the will to write

I've yet to find my will to live

But I am too afraid to die

 
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