You were created from
nothing

Born
Into a world
Where people believe you need
Something

To
Be
Happy.

We're both just
*******
in Black syrup tar pits of
Sorrow

Still the devil's firey ****
Feels good inside
It burns like karosine
Smoke sets off to the skies

We're both just
Creatures stuck
in broken blue
seashells that lie in complete darkness at the bottom of the ocean

Still the siren's wet ****
Feels good inside
It drenches flames
Smoke sets off to the skies

Affection and affliction
Is the only chance
We have at

Freedom

"You can't write like me!"

I said.
(To justify insanity)

However,
You replied

"Poetry is dead."

Raw pure cane sugar
And sand to stir

In your morning drink

Because life's too short
Not to be sweet

We'll walk down to the ocean

Shore, salt, shine, and ****
Seagulls and shellfish

laugh at a joke I can't seem

to

*understand

1.* Him

A love like
This one
Isn't true at all.
A love like
This one
Doesn't matter at all.
A love like
This one
Isn't really love.

It's her obession.

2. Her

A love like
This one
Is the still silent trees before a hurricane wakes them
And
The silence of sleep after

A love like
This one
Cannot conform to cursive
lettering in oil ink on dust yellow pages

A love like
This one
Is the whole show 1st 2nd and 3rd acts
Leading up to the sucide of everyone

A love like
This one
Isn't really love.

It's her imagination.*  


3. Omniscient

A love like
This one
Has no end.

A love like
This one
Is unrequited.

A love like
This one

Helps her create
Helps him create

A love like
This one
Is beautiful.

A love like
This one
Is real.

A love like
This one

*is meant to be

Put me in your mouth
Like one of those
Cigarettes you smoke
Light me up
Embers so hot so red
Breath me in
Like one of those
Cigarettes you smoke
My ashes fall to the ground
And you'll feel so good too
Embers so hot so red
I'm an addiction
Like one of those
cigarettes you smoke
It's all I'm good for
I know you want more
But you can't have any baby
So hot so red
You used me all up
Just like those
Cigarettes you smoke
And I'm so bad for you too
As I fill your lungs
Into your boiling blood
You're inside me
I'm inside you

I am an inspiration.

I sing to the birds
I sing to the cat
I pray to the god and goddess
I cleanse my spirit with smoke
I talk to the trees
I talk to the sky

If you could only see me this way

In the cool gentle morning
The birds sing back
The cat purrs warm
The trees wave hello

And the sky

The sky shines.*

The god and goddess are here with
Me
And
My spirit is cleansed with smoke

There is enough love to go around for
Me*



Your love is a joke.