boy I cant lie I’d miss you,
your voice, my laugh, the way I kiss you
youre not the kinda guy that I get into
cause all these perfect moments make me wonder
if i need you.

My life is brilliant

His voice has been with me
so long

that pain
that joy

cos Ill never be with you

listening,
CD in my mom's car,

dark nights,
lights along the highway,
full moon watching over us
like a parent

knowing every beat
of the drum,
every strum of
the guitar.

every break in his voice

like a second skin,
pulling over me,

youre beautiful,
youre beautiful,
youre beautiful, its true.

every time i needed him,
he was there,

and i could
sing along with him,
without ever looking at the lyrics.

and i don't know what to do.
cos ill never be with you.

4:00
its been months since ive seen you
alot has changed but not us
i just redid my makeup
4:30
the mirror wont leave my hand
i want to impress you
5:00
30 more minutes and youll be here
i changed my clothes again
5:30
im standing on the sidewalk
still holding this mirror
i just put my hair up
i think it shows my cheekbones
6:00
youre just stuck in traffic
or something
6:30
i havent left this spot
i want to see you drive up
i put my hair back down
it compliments my eyes
7:00
theres heavy traffic this time of day
you stopped to buy me flowers
or something
you know i love surprises
7:30
today is the day right?
of course it is
ive been counting down for months
8:00
its getting cold
he'll be here any minute
8:30
any minute
9:00
i go in for a sweater
soon he'll be my warmth
soon
9:30
soon
10:00
soon
10:30
a tear rolled down my cheek
its okay though
he'll dry my tears
11:00
alone

No running rain, no game.
No running rain, no quiver
What would you do?
But go where your ancestors call you
In the netherworld
They sing
They play pony games and walk across rivers as they overflow with fish
No running rain, we cant let you
No running rain, mother cant give you
What could you do? But go where grandfather calls you
In the netherworld
They laugh
As they dance around the fire they made to celebrate you
No running rain, no space for you
No running rain, mother earth she isn’t on talking terms with you
No running rain, cant go till you can hear them call on you
Oh, running rain youre coming through
Reach and grab a piece of us
and we'll help you.

i rode a bike straight up the side of a mountain
no motorcycle
im talking ONE SPEED
im talkin straight up the side
65, 70 degree grade
i mean, i was defying the laws
physics medicine the constitution man
because im the only person
that knew what was waiting
shit
she was sitting full lotus
reading leaves of grass
an orchid behind her ear
smiling
whistling when it struck her

and she knew my fucking name
and i hers
we would take a leisurely stroll
floating above craggy cliffs
spiraling downward from the pinnacle
slowly toward the lake at the bottom
where we would pick wildflowers
and then pass them out to strangers

heaving with breath and anticipation
i arrived
to hear her
"youre adlan, right?"
just then my bike chain broke
and with no grace whatsoever
i tumbled down
end over end
occasionally battered
by a handle bar
a tire actually rolled directly up my back
and in my arched position
the wheel took flight as if off a ramp
at the base of the looming edifice
i was plunged into the chilled lake
clothes shredded
i covered my self
much like adam or eve would have
with wildflowers

I only met you once.
But your image lingered in my head more than twice.
Even in just a photograph, i cant stop looking at your eyes.
If i could hang out with you, it will be like ice.

I couldn't resist not to see your photo.
Just a little image, a little of you.
Searching for weeks, it is just you.
You who captured my heart,you that i want to talked to.

Observe my lips while i speak
Trembling, shaking when youre the one i think
It was easy to say this is one hell of a magic trick.
You can now call me, LOVE SICK.

I've been listening to your thoughts from afar
Tryna figure out the beat of your heart
I am no paparazzi, just call me your love bug
I cant say im the one for you, i can feel the air with love.

Im still hoping for you to notice it
The feelings that I ought to keep
No one can ever make me spill it
This is something I wanna keep as a secret.

But if its going to make me burst some tears
Then i must admit, i feel something close enough to "fear"
I should now stop dreaming of you my dear
I cant see any reason just to make this thing clear

Goodbye for now my love
Feel my presence when you see a dove
Wish i had a chance to take your hand
But fate tells this is the end.

But youre
on the computer
and dead to the world,
and anyways my sis is here too,
so Ill have to wait for another opportunity,
even though the formal is getting
closer by the day.
:/

darling, admittedly i love you
let me turn this lamp on
how antithetical to creeping
it is always done in the dark
isnt it?
this is your domain
not mine
did you see that one where
i was butting heads with galactic?
wowwsers
you creep so hard darling
you inspire deja vu
it requires me sitting down
to regain the notion
we cant be separated
i mean
you will stop holding my hand
when you relieve yourself
and ill stop holding you
when youre too raw to even think about
this isnt even a poem
its a rant
i should re-title
this motherfucker
BLUE BALLS: the story of....
[puke]
this has turned to shit.
i quit