A trite topic
By another name
I think I called her Rose
Maybe it was Brittany
Anything to distract myself
From the problem
This ain’t a game
No ones to blame

This won’t be another song about you
No, this won’t be another song about you

Breaking up
To keep together
Reuniting and breaking again
Same old story
No new allegory
All fate is
Without glory

This won’t be another song about you
No, this won’t be another song about you

Ever want to detach
Just be yourself
For a change
Come to me
Emotionally available
Internally empty

******* to ****
Is ******* pointless
This is a truth
That I’ve believed for so long
But I’ll go till I hit
Rock bottom

You can’t feel fulfilled
Until you lose yourself
Immunity doesn’t exist
Until you need a prescription

Loneliness is not an  ultimatum
Always wine and dine
Before you lay
Cause when you lay
Without getting laid
And sleep together
It’s a date
That’s a date she’s to remember

Wake and prepare breakfast
Think fast
Cause you know
Your cooking isn’t up to par
Doesn’t matter
You’ll be at the bar
With a mamosa before long

You’re deinking to celebrate
The fact that you beat
The notion and stereotype
That you **** for its sake
you don’t feel fake
Merely empty
Cause she left

But you’ll move on
You romanceced your way into bed
And didn’t succumb to your libido
A victory unto itself

Would you
Tell me that I’m wrong
If I insinuated that
We’re living in a cage
Does this notion
Leave you enraged

What’s the world doing right now?
Closing its eyes
Covering its ears
the rings of tomorrow still reverberate
The yesteryear of today

I never wanted
To feel so connected
But you’ve got me by the ***** now
And I feel bad
I almost regret the moments we had

Why’d you give me your #
Kiss me goodbye
Left me asking why
Should I try
If you said the only issue was age

38x24
38x24
38x24
38x24

Just goes to show
You can’t ever trust a shrink
Professionally
Or in any scenario

The jurors eyes
Are blind to the facts
The executioner
Sits and laughs
Judging minds
Sewed an inevitable  relapse

Denial
Is the wine you drink
When youre hungover
From reality

Denial is the ******
We indulge in
When we feel we’ve lost
Ourselves

Denial is the hemorrhoid of
Emotions
Sore to feel
When real
Impossible to heal
Without the suppository
That is time

Destroy recreate
Substantial hate
The times have changed
To the very same
Thing it was fighting before

America:
The imploding family
Distrust is all I see
But does hate see you
When you look at a reflection?
  
A country destroyed
So that men can debate
History— the symbiosis leaves
Me numb and irate

I won’t burn the flag
I won’t kneel
But I to
Some extant know how you feel
This isn’t the way
But we won’t change
Cause tomorrow’s the same as today

History’s ironic
When we stop and think
That nobody ever learns it
We only discern it
To fit an agenda
  That weaponizes
The politicians own ends
Everyone wants power
And they’ll discard friends
To get it and keep it

....The ****

Someones gotta see that this isn’t partisan
Someone’s gotta see that we need change
Not a revolution per se
But we need to be more self reliant and sustainable
To show certain people that they aren’t needed
The fact that we’ve become so descentized to our own issues that we create problems
Is just the byproduct
Of the **** we created ourselves

Repetitive
Reciprocal
Reproducible
Life is tragically mundane

Systems and routines
We take for granted
When we do it again
And again
Until we break and bend
The giving tree
Giveth closure
As the seed ***** the water
Nutrients we use to grow
Must be consistently nourished
And kept in valence

Life is tragically mundane
Yet beautiful in its simplicity

Ghost town
Population 100,000
Yet all I see
Is traffic and  tumbleweed
Where the hell is everyone?

It’s 9 P.M.
The kids are asleep
Hire a sitter
Let’s get lit

In the city
The night shift never ends
In the city
You kiss *** all day
Come to me
Non- cynically
Let’s indulge in serendipity
The practice of ******* off
And enjoying ourselves


It’s moments like these
That we live for
The cities dead
But we’re alive
Join me
Join us
Join we
Let’s party!!

Sleep
Relax
Chill
Let the rush of everyday life go
Crack a beer
Muster a smile
Melt hours for a while
In your hammock
without a care
Don’t you feel relief
For a change

Blaire the blonde
And Brandy the brunette
Trying to settle an arbitrary cliche
Something that started eons ago won't be ending today
Brandy will get you drunk
Off of ***
Blaire will trick you into loving her (blonds are smarter than often credited)
Blaire is the tonic that put brandy out of business
Yet Blaire is broke
Brandy's boyfriend sold coke
And Brandy consulted Blaire
As a sister whom she adored
Blair gave her some shifty advice
(“******* is caffeine, morphine of high, buy it don't abuse it like I know you will or your surely die”) Brandy decided to sell herself to the streets and became an escort
Blair died of old age alone and homeless
So the moral of the story is that of Robin Hood in reverse When you go over a traverse it's smarter to make stupid decisions some of the time

When in doubt go with red

Skeletons in your closet
Are tearing ligaments
On tectonic plates
Now we’re in balance
Just don’t dance on the tightrope
Asking questions walking on coals
1000 degrees and rising

Reel me in
I can’t seem to find my mind again
I refuse
To talk to anyone
And my friends
Are so distant-- Yet it feels like last week that I just saw them

I’m fading away
I’d love to stay
Invisible like I’ve always been
So memorable for all the wrong reasons
I’ve only got two middle fingers and even that’s not enough
forget this
Elongated frustration I’m feeling
Why me- No pity
Someone please tell me
Why we don’t change the mistakes of the past
And why the future seems so last week

Forget me- friends and community
Until I come back and then you’ll see the real me
I don’t need acceptance
That behavior was a fluke
It was my fault
And I’ll take the fall
For the actions one specific individual who I called a friend
Your advice brought with it the decline of six friendships
Precursed and caused an overdose (on the second night of college),  an unsalvageable reputation and the loss of moral. I’m never experimenting with drugs again
I can blame you because it was mostly your fault
But I should’ve never listened to you to begin with
Everyone else was right
And to my fright
I’ve realized that I shouldn’t have had good friends
If  someone like you was going to turn against
Becoming manipulant- a sycophant
You are the reason for my truancy
Even if you’ll never admit your part in this
It’s whatever at this point- I know the truth and I’ve have begun to forgive you
Because all have forgotten about me
But I still regret negatively influencing my college career by taking your advice

Why worry
What’s the point
sit back
Life will go by regardless

Why ask
There’s no answer
Sometimes
Wonder is the key
Why push
When no ones pulling
You the other way

Sometimes I feel like we’re drowning
In repetition
Hoping to reap a different outcome
We’ve never learned

Hotwired
For your fuse
Hardwired
To live fast
Burning petrol
Yeah, midnight oil
Till the gas lights fuming

The end of of days
Don’t seem so bad
When the nights are so long

Fusing
Under
Crimson
Kingdoms
In
Nonstop
Gorgeous
Serenity

Call it a holiday
Ain’t no hallow day
Just

Fusing
Under
Crimson
Kingdoms
In
Nonstop
Gorgeous
Serenity

No inspiration
No cause
No notion
And no reason

Words are a drug
Words are a comfort
Words are a companion

I know
How original?

Saying nothing
Is saying something
Words escape
But I always find them again

Writers block only exists
In the minds of those
Who let it

How original
How original
How original
How original

Beauty has a name
no need for  fame
Just a dame
Of unparalleled intricacy

Catch the nuances
In a jar
And save them  from later
If you forget a single thing
You’ll be ******

Trust me when i say
Every words a note
If you stagger or faulter
You’ll begin to drown

Beauty has a name
no need for  fame
Just a dame
Of unparalleled intricacy

Stop
Drop
Cop it
Conversations aren’t bits
Tantalizing me with empty promises
Of what could be
Only for me to find myself in a situation
Where I’m forcing you to engage
Despite knowing that that’s not healthy
Is this disparate... perhaps
Am I? No

I’m overthinking
Trying to understand women
You will never ein

Come into the romanticized void
Deep space
A million miles from anything
Staring at the stars and knowing that you still can't reach them

Being an astronaut realistically is boring
So in your mind you dream of floating about
On a rowboat
You underpass waterfalls of quixotic emotions
Dreaming of going home
But here you are so awry and devoid of emotion

On mind and soul
You’ll never know
Just how much this
Takes a toll

You can lead as many lives as you want
But you only die once
Who’s the memory left to?
Those in mourning
Or your spirit
Now free and meandering?
Because thoughts in passing
Are nothing more than
The passing of thoughts
That build a greater shared experience

Don’t mourn a loss
Gain closure in solace
Doves can fly too close to the sun
But passion fuels strength and notion

Whatever it means
For better or worse
We’re cursed to rehearse
Tradition and habit
Until we
Become products of circumstance


Robots
We aren’t
People, we are
Can’t wait
For life to happen
Because time waits for no one

Live while you can
Do what you must
Whatever feels natural
We may as well have fun

Routines and roulette
Time is your debt
Pay your fine
you’ll be fine
Dry your tears
With ****** Kleenexes
And rose-tinted glasses
And never kiss any *****!

Live while you can
Do what you must
Whatever feels natural
We may as well have fun

Young people
Have the most sage wisdom
Nativity is bliss

The moon lights a kiss
And a right of passage
You need fear your mistakes
Indulge in your
imperfections


Live while you can
Do what you must
Whatever feels natural
We may as well have fun

The exchange
Of words, thoughts and feelings
Should not be censored.
I’m so tired of not talking to you
That it’s driving me insane

It’s a dangerous game I’m playing
Going against everything I know
If I could think about you a little less
Than I could entertain the thought

Friendship is a two-way deal
You’ve got to engage
Even though I do more often than not
And it’s not that I can’t take a hint
But nothing we’ve been through
Draws a conclusion that a hint needs to
Be taken

Beauty on sight


She slipped me
Her room key
And an empty tab
“ Room 313
And I’ll be off in seven”

She looked like Rapunzel
Spoke in a Slavic dialect
Better yet
Maybe I’ll leave the rest to your imagination

Beauty and the *****
Fell in love with the moment
Please don’t be mad
I don’t recall your name
Did I ever tell you mine

We awaited the sunrise
After the fact
Watching the stars
Admiring the scenery
Making love on the bow
To the backdrop of the Danube

Flowers, promise and punishment
Divided by walls of mind
Infiltrated by transgressions  of our heart and soul
Kiss the lips that you thought you loved
Misleading feelings and false euphoria
Combine to create a deadly resolution
Revenge in the most psychologically damaging ways
Are merely a means to the end for the ‘games’ we play
Love will run after you

Over the wall
Across the mote
Make way for the siege

Their architects
And engineers
Defected to me
Without a fight

A shadow cast over the sun
And a heavenly light showered me
“ you will be great” it said
Free people from division

You are Genghis
You are man
You will unite all peoples
And shadow the sun

Denial
Is the wine you drink
When youre hungover
From reality

Denial is the ******
We indulge in
When we feel we’ve lost
Ourselves

Denial is the hemorrhoid of
Emotions
Sore to feel
When real
Impossible to heal
Without the suppository
That is time

Tattoos are beautiful
But temperamental
Why?


A stories worth something
But people fancy  images
Symbols stick
More than syntax
The artist knows
What  to do
but only you know what it is
You wish to say

It’s living ink
and it makes you think
Don’t blink
Or you’ll miss
The message behind
The person

Where it on skin
As a form of expression
Don’t overdue
Or you’re gonna miss the lesson
There the movies others wear
And free showing is always incentive
To admire

It’s living ink
and it makes you think
Don’t blink
Or you’ll miss
The message behind
The person

What’s your story, morning Glory?



It’s living ink
and it makes you think
Don’t blink
Or you’ll miss
The message behind
The person

A hangovers
A confession
Of the night before
But I live without regret
( live without regret)

Philosophers say
We ebb and flow
According to
Certain principles
(And moral standards)

I’m young
and Intelligent
I just play the
Fallout boy
  I’m innocent
Till proven otherwise
Leave me
Alone

Go your own way
Here I’ll stay
I’m a loner
I don’t need anyone
Right or wrong
I’ll never know
Until I use
Best judgement

Your Girlfriend’s A Lesbian (This Officially ***** For You)
She's loose
She's loose
You never kept her in check
She's loose
She's loose
This situation isn't over yet
  
You weren't thinking
You were just... what were you doing
No wonder she's cheating
She tried to warn you
But you weren't sober
She tried to warn you
You're sleeping next to *****... and she's gone
You always were a member of the LGBT
But now that she is... you don't know what to do
iI's heresy you say... but that's  low as hell dude (that's gay)
That won't nullify her fancy
Your girlfriend's a lesbian
___________

My Girlfriend’s a Lesbian (This Officially ***** For Me)

Advise me
I need help
I'm trying to save her and myself
My girlfriend’s a lesbian

I don't have a problem with her preference
Though her actions are confusing
I still for her deeply- I just don't know what to do.

She's saying she loves me
And I know
Over time
Imperfections will show
My girlfriend’s new epiphany

My girlfriend’s a lesbian
And neither of us will end the relationship
F this
Her girlfriends is more attractive than she
But the girl Still says she loves me
____________

When They Hook Up

“Hey Travis”
“Yeah Dude”
“ Our Girlfriend’s are cheating on us”
“Thats Hot”
“No It’s not… They’re hooking up right now and we should probably find new significant others”
“Wait…how do you know?”
“Because I was getting suspicious so I read Brandy’s texts”
“Wait a minute- Your girlfriend’s name is Brandy, she’s a bombshell, she’s an athlete, she’s smart and she’s a social butterfly… how could not expecting her to ever cheat”
“... Your Girl’s the same way”
“Why are we calling them girls if their clearly women.”
“ Women are mature and sophisticated- girls are… well you know”
“ Aren’t we usually the ******* as men? I mean, this can’t be happening”\
“We need to agree not to say anything and treat them like crap by not talking to them”
“Can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“Cause two wrongs don’t make a right and sometimes the right thing to do well be considered the wrong thing in the moment. One must ask himself if the situation warrants more pain to be dealt with in that moment or in the future”
“Shut the hell up Travis”
“ Dude I’m serious”
“ Travis, you’re over-compensating, we’ll just end it with them”
“...But Dude”
“ That’s what we’re doing”
“****, why you gotta be so like Harold Lee”
“ Because predictability is the spice of life”
“... Actually variety is the spice of life”
“ Yeah,,, that would be the right wording for the adage but I like mine more. Now, let me finish White Castle

Life is beautiful
Life is hard
Life’s meant to be a struggle
At times
Sometimes we
Need a break
  nothings  wrong
With escapism
Indulge yourself
And others too
But Don’t close your eyes
to the possibility
Of something new


It’s never
An excuse
It’s a means to relax
We don’t need any drugs


(To Zone out)

At peace with reality
Born free
Not committed to anyone
But ourselves
You’ll find me contented
Laying in bed
Vacationing in my
Imagination
You’ll find in deep thought
Vacationing in my
Imagination

The worlds not ****
People aren’t ****
We’re collectively cynical
To our detriment

The marionettes dance
In synchronicity they look
Without regard to clairvoyance
In this world

Permanence isn’t given
You better start living
Stop existing in mere  memory
Life is present tense

Laced with syntax
Rhyming gets me high
Like ecstasy
Tripping on the the x
Factor, factoring equations
Analyzing every outcome
Call me dumb
Not under the gun
Having fun

Dial 9-1...
Im the one
living life
Without strife
You found God
I found the bar
I will steal your girl
And buy you a bourbon
Hast you learnt
She hit on me
Put a ring on it next time
I’m not responsible for your heartbreak
When I didn’t know
I won’t call her *** though
That’s low
And bro
Your lowest ebb has come
Learn from this

Ian’s telling jokes again
Race Anderson is laughing
Despite his lack of understanding
Moonshiners have a way of cutting their teeth
on hand-me-down drinks to warm up
my so called friends never
Pick up the bill
Pretty soon
I’m gonna need a lone shark
And an IOU
I’ll pay off our tabs
in fifty years time

Sophisticated
Lumineer
Ultimate Truth Seeker

Strong and independent
Yet humble and reserved
Attraction by way of mystery

Start
light
Ubiquitous
Transmitter
The strength to go on despite everything

Stoic
Lovely
ultimate true

Free-spirited and loose

I love you
As you are
As yourself

Donkeys cry
Elephants cry
This game of losers
Never ends
The dream
We call American
Became superficial
Growth comes at a cost
We must work
And earn accordingly
Can’t afford a token
Or pass
To immigrants or natives
Who believe it as their birthright
To call what elders
Worked so hard to build as our own
But not do anything to preserve it

So what
If I get wasted
So what
If I work at a slower rate
I articulate
And get through
Thoroughly

You say
I’m mislead
That I’m my worst enemy
I drink from my cup
If cynicism
I’m overflowing with discourse
That you don’t wanna hear
Cause it don’t fit
With your *******

Call me dense
Color
Me unimpressed
The dearth of ideas
You claim
To have
Are as limited as your
Limited worldview

Hypocrite
You’re being a hyperbolic , jaded
Piece of work
It must be an art to be a living myoma

You’re a morning after
A morning late
A mourning coup de tat
Always throwing punches in your mind

Your not special
Join the crowd
And realize
You’re as vanilla
As every other **** snowflake
You associate yourself with

Don’t you feel proud?

And yes I’m happy
In case you were wondering
But I also know
You don’t have live like this
In your repetitive mind state

Sea of red
Festive and welcoming
Wined and dined
On the finest
poultry and swine
With a salad and discourse on the side

Sea of red
In my head
The ecstasy of intimacy
In our heads

Now I’m in
The thick of it all
I’m not sure if I wanted this
But it feels

(So **** good)

Summers here
heat is up
Disease Is fought
We’ve been caged
Long enough

A cry of lust
Is a cry for youth
Never before has spring been viewed
With such seasonal Indifference

What shouldn’t be is
What is right now
A present state
Of discontent
A feeling typically reserved
For winter is met by the glorious summer
And a passionate high
Let loose our lust
Where the cages this viruses creates doth rust

Just take your pills
Get your thrills
pay their bills

Faux advice
Half-hearted wisdom
The tooth’s been extracted
And if you want anesthesia
That comes at cost
  
At the cost
Of your dignity
And mental freedom

Politicians are liars
Lawyers are crooks
And shrinks are the prostitutes
Of the  “respectable”
professional world

They work your mind
Stretch your head
You’re now confused
Much too your dread

Shrinks are the unsavory prostitutes
Of the  “respectable”
professional world

I see the moiety as one
The obsequious masses
Blindly burning in the sun
Tell me why
We aptly succumb to the norm becoming bystanders
And why we watch desperately
For the media to report the facets
That have lasted
And most of us still actively do nothing

The world won't stop without us
But we haven't began
To make our footprints in the sand
This world is ours
And as sentient beings
It's ours to protect
by dissecting each other's intellect
And reflecting
And accepting new concepts to protect it
Instead we infect it
The moiety still unifies
To eagerly and obsequiously
Burn themselves in the sun

Monte avec moi
Mon amour
Pour un lieu privé
Au-delà de cet état
Au-delà de cette ville
Où l'amour peut être partagée à jamais
Dans les petites voies avec a plus subtiles
Embrasser et de toucher son bras
Et ne jamais lâcher
Lux notre fille naîtra bientôt Adieu mon amour , tu vois le matin

We live life
As if we had
A permanent lease
Despite having knowledge
That it’ll end
Memories
Are good and bad
It’s what you do
That matters in the end

I smoke cigarettes
I drink beer
You don’t think I hear you?
You’re wrong
Call me stupid
*******
Insolent
Whatever you will
I’m living for the moment
Cause I know
Someday might be too late
To live my life

I’m cool
But not popular
It doesn’t bother me
Cause I’m me
Everyone’s an attention *****
I’m not immune
I’m in fact human

I love, I hate
I get caught in my head
I make mistakes
Just like you
I’m living in the moment
Cause I know
Someday might be too late
To live my life

Never going back
To the 802
No WiFi
All hippies
  mom and pop
Art shops and coffee houses

There was  nothing to do on the weekends
So I’d sit by my stream
Smoke cigarettes
  And allow my mind to
Flow freely
As water

At 14 greenwood lane
Revisiting
high-school days

Others Mental illnesses
And 8 month winters
Might as well’ve lived in Canada

At 14 Greenwood lane
Revisiting high school days  

Ken burns movie
Staring us
Glorified PR flex
At least we had
Something to do
Finally

At 14 Greenwood Lane
Revisiting high school days

Vermont’s a *******

Life begins
Where it ends
And I tell you my friends
There’s no way to abort the mission
Transgressions of the heart
Passions of the minds
Never seem to balance

What is a human being
Defined scientifically
when proportions don’t seem to add up
What’s righteous and right
Depends on disposition
As if that **** ever mattered

What is a human being
Defined emotionally
When the stability of emotions
Isn’t always stable

A heartbeat can be measured
A pulse can be noted
But when are we truly living

Liberate
Create the image you see of yourself
Beauty isn’t paramount
Mount your mind
And thoughts
To dress as freely as you wish

Show as much
Or as little as you wish
You shouldn’t have to cover
Or shoe modesty

I’m no fashionista
But girl, you gotta be you
******* up
**** the rest

Be yourself
Don’t be ashamed
Or let yourself be shamed
By anyone

She wanted more
Was I so wrong?
Was she right?
Her image is still visible... But it's fading behind the rain
  
Time will only tell
That it's been too long
I sit here and write these songs
But her image is fading behind the rain

Behind the rain
Behind the rain
Strange droplets of water... Is it my memory
Behind the fading rain

What do  I long for?
I don't really know
Hopefully it doesn't show itself
Behind the fading rain  


Blaire I

What was it what a I missing what time is ******* away the chances we had. now you're gone along the way and I can't let you go. You'll always be my everything no matter who i fall in love with because you Blaire were my first love.

You wake up alone
You sleep alone
And you realize
That everyone you sleepwith
Is fleeting
But that doesn’t seem to stop you
You’re on a quest to find connection
In all the wrong places
And as suns rise and sunsets
You learn to feel empty

Never ask about a next time
You know that’ll never happen
And when the stars realign
You realize that the person you wake up next to you
Has the intention of a no strings attached relationship
You reluctantly
Hop into bed with them
Only to find yourself
On the couch
When all is said and done
You feel no connection
Despite stating the contrary
You were betrayed by situational honesty  

Congratulations, you’ve officially

Mimes mimic monotony
With cerebral and cynical gestures
Passionately “performing” the perilously
Tiring

Everyone becomes a boomer
At one point or another
It’s a state of mind

And we aren’t getting younger

It’s not a generation  gap
It’s  a synthesis trap
Life’s a *****

When we hit 30
We’ll be as jaded and cynical as
Our parents

Well all say
“ get off our lawns”
And we’ll start slowly
Losing our libido

**** the youth
For being so agile
And adapt