Slipping, slipping, slipping
Away.
Heart tickling and tripping
Over blood that rushes through the quiet.
Just a ticking pulse, waiting for the last riot.

Tick, tick, tick
Infinity.
Mind roaring and racing quick
Through the deep, crevices and cracks.
Just closing slowly, waiting for the encroaching black.

He fills the dry places
And brings the blooms anew
She is the air
Slipping in and out of you
To see what your heart holds true
The burning flame that jumps from soul to soul

He falls like a tear
Quiet
He falls like rain
Wild, graceful
She doused the pain
Like a smile, like a gentle pull
Into the Lotus Garden

Sometimes we can just sit down
And
Bleed
Sometimes we just need
One more hand
(Maybe a few hundred more)

Sometimes we stand up
And
Fall
Sometimes we need more time to scrawl
A moment for this masterpiece we planned
(So what if it's just the first line)

Dear life,
If you could permit me one request
-my first and very best-
If I could ask only one, it'd simply be:
Can you please inspire me?

I like popcorn
Even when it's stuck in my teeth
I like my shoes, though they're old and worn
I like my little tree, though there's never enough shade underneath

I like the rain
Especially when I'm in pain
I like the mornings better alone
Especially when my heart has a heavy tone

I hate death
Every time I need to sleep
I hate feeling out of breath
When I'm swimming in the deep

I hope the words
Will engrave themselves on my lips
So when my words are broken and blurred
I can have one last sip

I'm hardly ready to go with ease
Into your eternal keep
So just a moment please
This is my time to weep.

My foot was stuck.
I had no luck.

My foot was cut, -was struck
right off my leg!-
I had no luck.

But another step and I swear you could've heard
My dying scream from anywhere.
I have all the luck in the world.