I thought I've felt love,
but in reality the only love
I've known is the soft kisses
the bottle of alcohol has left
against my dry lips and
the sheets that hold my
tired and lonesome body at night.
The morning hangovers
remind me I'm the boy
who is destined to be
alone.
-o.b

She is my oldest friend
With eyes like windows
To her soul
And a heart like thick white paste glue

Sticking to anyone who dares to touch it

(The young kindergarten boys who ate it
Because it smelled good and **** it back out again
And that one girl with a polka dot face
Always got it in her hair)

She is my dearest friend
Tired and weary
From holding up the earth
On her turtle shell back
She takes small planned breaks from the world
In 5 minute intervals
And pretends they are vacation

Everyone tells her she's worth more
her eyes say she feels alone
I try to tell her she's not alone as well

But of course I am talking to
myself

Every night
It's 3 am
Dead hour
The heals are awake
The heals are alive
A body without a soul
Is a corpse of course
Lifeless limbs
Still walk
In the dead hour
Some say they're gone
I say just broken
Hickery tickery tock
Hourglass breaks
There goes the clock
Birds chime away in the heads of the insane
They are searching for something
In the nothingness of black
Staring at the ceiling
Does the ceiling stare back?
They think about outer space and stars
Insomnia and insomniacs
And healers and mystics
of all kinds
But there is no light to be seen
and every night
It's 3 am
The dead hour

We all know
No future
The queen is dead

God is dead also

So why aren't we free?

my little blue boy
In the cardstock full moon
Don't you know you always go away too soon?
It's like looking through glasses too strong of a prescription
The lines are all hung up tangled and torn
Mismatched worn
right down to the umbilical cord
From a dusk morning
To a dawn night
Ugly ducklings not too ready for flight
And I'm singing a song to you
(Not that you can hear it
But I'm singing)

Walk down the road of the starving artist
No friends
And drugs are harmless
We eat rats
We are rats
Lurking and observing
Everyone and everything