Drawing crowds
I'm the painter in the park
Where no one is around

I'm painting the trees
     In the silent sound

            And the breeze
Under the birds wings
         Is wondering
Where everbody is

I sat there brushing fades
                       And texures
In the nature of myself

   I stared at the canvas
And saw the big picture
                       With my signature
Insignificant to how it would sell

          Drawing crowds
The skinny of invisible
  Scribbled in spirals
Downward falling up

      I painted so equivocal
With an assidous passion
That oscillated
Back and forth

Yet I couldn't draw a crowd
      With faces homeostasis
In any need to stick around

    It appears it's ineluctable
I'm a fruit that's a vegetable
Someone planted in a wound
               That wouldn't sprout

   And I'm a cartoon
Animated in a cell
Of pomegranate and pale

                                I'm a hotel
Thats sleeps on the weekend
When everyone comes to town

I'm the street when your knees
       Fall and scrape the ground

                                  I am the crowd
Assembling at the foot of my doubt

I could never draw anything
              With a hope to help
              Anyone out
              Drawing crowds

The night came
A day late
I told my calender
I wanted to date her

It was all
It was too

It was all too late
              To change

I told her I wanted the day
That lasts forever

The night came
           A day late
They say better late
                 Than never

But It was all
       It was too

It was all too late

I told my calender
I'm missing the days
I wanted more
Yet they kept slippin' away

I kept searching for the one that would stay

But my night came
           A day too late

In another rotation
The same circle
Hanging in the atmosphere
In the same gravitational relation
Spinning and spinning faces
Every being in its placement
In a war of deterioration
To each his own spiritual mutation
Believing in the satisfaction of their taking
Man and his moon
In a universe of spacing
Running a race of human pacing
Another sun sets

In the days erased here

Another sun sets
Running a race of humans pacing
In a universe of spacing
Man and his moon
Believing in the satisfaction of their taking
To each his own spiritual mutation
In a war of deterioration
Every being in its placement
Spinning and spinning faces
In the same gravitational relation
Hanging in the atmosphere
The same circle
In another rotation

The end of the daze
Awaits
The heart of face
Buried alive in his grave
The other side of the fence
Begs for green
As death begets
The man
Through the armor
Of a Father husband
Gone and lost
In the cost of it
The cause
She was
The wrongest lips
The kiss of death
Will end the days
Of the minds myth
The heart of face
Beaten to a pulp
Under a chamber
Where bullets take
It all away
The end of daze
Awaits
The calendar of fate
Everything love made
Dies on the day
Earth claims
Dust to the dust
He came
And purpose
Will lay instead
Of the forever
they vowed to make
The good times
Share the memories
In the sublime
Aftermath of tendencies
A sacrifice paves the way
To recoveries
A smoking gun
Leaves the hand of the lamb
And now theres peace
The end of days
Has come to save
Everything from
All the pain
It reaps

We stopped being us
At the start of the finish
Of who we were
With two feet forward
It should've been four
We were never good at math
Calculating guarantors

We emptied our reserves
Everything we had lost
In years of mirrors
Reflections of memories
Memoirs of anniversaries
Celebrating
In everything we sought

Here we sit
Outside of our heart
A couple of valves
Opening up
Apart
~
Apart
Opening up
A couple of valves
Outside of our heart
Here we sit

In everything we sought
Celebrating
Memoirs of anniversaries
Reflections of memories
In years of mirrors
Everything we had lost
We emptied our reserves

Calculating guarantors
We were never good at math
It should've been four
With two feet forward
Of who we were
At the start of the finish
We stopped being us

She didn't need a feather to fly
She had her own kind of wings
You could see her high
In her eyes
But her sky was the streets
Fly on by
Pretty Angel
Sell your soul for a wing
You could fly
Higher and higher
With the magic of speed
She didn't need a feather to fly
She had her own kind of wings
You could see her high
In her eyes
But her sky was the street
Fly on by
Pretty Angel
Soaring high to be free
Sell your soul to the devils trolls
To reach the sky you need
She didnt need a feather to fly
She had her own kind of wings
You could see her high
In her eyes
But her sky was the streets
Fly on by
Pretty angel
And flap your wings

I died in the moment I lived for
They tried to resuscitate me
Pumping my chest hard

Air
Air
Air

C P R

The moment passed
I was laying on the floor
I opened my eyes and saw the sky fall

Air
Air
Air

I coughed up a lung
And the world stared

I should've been dead
But instead
I lived for


Another moment

My spinning heart
Maybe its my head
Each  one for her
To hold on to
It was the earth
The culprit
merry go round
And round
she goes
My heart like a record
Under her needle
Playing song
Listen  to that 808
Beat the drums
Expressing atmosphere
And the ambience of sound
As wind chimes are a voice of the wind
I am heard as a resounding gong
Clanging my cymbals
Where did i go wrong
Entering this world so dizzy
Spinning  round  and round
Maybe its my heart
Maybe its  my head
That just cant take the spin
The sound of hope
I just cant hear it
Spin another  record Sammy
The one about  the desert
how it was so dry
Till she wet  it
Her lips moistened with kisses
And therapeutics  
Messing with my heart
messing with my head
I just  cant take these revolutions
The earth spinning me
Into convulsions
I'm  sick to my nuisance
My song.of violins
Can you hear the deep cello
Plugging his strings
I see a black swan on the waters
Of imagery
lookin me.bacc
She did
Playing that 808
Deeper into the.night
My spinning  heart
Maybe its my head
Each one for her to hold on to
We already knew.the culprit
From dust to death
We have to get back to the garden
But where is the path
Someone change the record
put  on songs of forget  me nots
We could change the picture
before you take one
The 808 was beating down
And she licked her lips
Like she's  does
When she needs.them wet
I just looked at the way she did
And remembered it
A few times over again
My spinning heart
Maybe its my head
In a million circles
Spinning away

Wiping my lip

I could taste the blood
And your lipstick

This universe changed

While the polka dots
Did a strip tease

The drool from my lips

Deeper the knife
        Went deeper

          I felt the pull
Sharp like a bullet

Deep wound
    Casualties

In what kind of war

Somebody was screaming
But no one knew what for

Deeper the knife
        Went deeper

I felt the pull

Diggin into my t-shirt
And through my pulse

Deep deep
       Wound
Bleeding me out

In what kind of cold

     It felt like I was freezing
When the knife was pulled

Out.
          Floor

Time to sweep up the shattered remains
Of our pained skins
On the floordust of misfortune
Our particles separate into the open
Atoms and molecules are left discombobulated Floating
Searching
For a nuclear family explosion
Frozen in times thawed out seconds and motion
Wait a minute
Hour time is hope for more of it
When it ends we can explore the meaning meant
And its mathematical arrangement
To human natures assignment
Tailored to our confinement of the naturally selected paths of the divine man's
Circumstances
Or should I said happenstance
Either way the sense makes cents
We consent to be sexually spent
In genders and rent of a bodys sent
Mission or penned
Poem song or said
Words are the direction
That have led
To everything
Till death
Do us part
And left
In the skulls breath
I sound a loud sigh pen
Dipped in the ink of a ***** tip
I slip into the myth
That somehow things will shift
Into a life lived fair of gifts
But after all this
my prayer
Is for the Lord to have mercy on my lips
For every word said lusted and kissed
Please take your foot off of my head
I don't understand what I've read
Or the illusions of choices and consequences
I pray for cents and sense
Knowledge and death if meant
The writing on the wall bled
A heaven sent message
Your value interprets nothing
Sorry but your blessing was left
Waiting for my guessing
And faith was trust in someones who is dead
But lives in a spiritual existence separate heaven where everything is better than the earths habits and preventions
Lifes extension or the mention of another world
Suspended there's a narrow gate entrance
For mini camels and the best blessed
Warning! However

You may not fit

There's no way I'm justified

Call me a racist
          Prejudice
I don't like your flesh
                       Or Face

Is that the best you got

You hate me
For what I'm not

Like you
Different

Why can't we all be the same
And get along

There's no way I'm justified

Judged by my race
Instead of human
The color of my tongue
                      In accents
The sound of immigrant
Screaming in a melting ***
Waving my flag
Instead of yours

I'm not justified
But I fight the war
For it is the privilege
Of the scar

Call me a racist
Because you are
Prejudice

Which side are you on

Standing in a Republic
With the love for a monarch

All this skin of religion
World renowned

There's no way i'm justified
But you are

I am something
I could never be
Stuck inside a pens ink

Error I spill my digital thinks
Yet I am not this poet you see
My talent is on shelveless books
Where reads never eye my being
Am I who
A poetical fruit
That bears a poet tree
On my pleas begged my knees
Could I ever so be
The one I could never
Pulsate in letters
That someone would love to read

The race in my head
Leaves me bellowsed
And I can't catch up
To the thoroughbreds

The breath I once loved
Is lost in my lungs
Somewhere mulligrubed

Some would call me
Apeechequanee

Perhaps I'm
Upside down
Capsized
In realities
Taunting

Deep
In the roil waters
I sink in the thoughts
And miseries
Of the past slaughtered

I'm out of air
Short of breath
Winded
And clobbered

And as I inhale
Deep
Half the oxygen
Escapes my teeth
And I exhale
Exhaustion

I lost the race in my head
But I'm glad it's the end
Because I was never conditioned
To run
What it garnered

I wanted to make a paragraph

I had a few sentences
That would make their appearances

But no one wanted to see the act

So I put down my pen
And decided to end

The one thing I could have

Under the moon
She did all these things
We couldn't talk about

the moon saw everything
the way her dress felt

Silky as her lips
when they fell

I caught them with mine
Well

And the moon saw it all
Glowing in the nightfall
The things she did to me
We couldn't talk about

The moon saw everything
the way she loved me
When no one was around

Under the moon
She did all these things
I loved her about

while the moon watched
and followed
he saw it all

And is a witness to record
The love we shared
In the night

Under the moon
In the telescope of his eyes
We glowed brighter
Than what the sun reflected
In his sight

He saw my hands
Trace her thighs

Squeeze and pull her
Closer to my side

And as he drooled
Her lips moved
In places he thought were private

Yes
He saw it all
Like a fly on the wall
Of the universes night

He saw a fool in love
And the gravity tug
Like the moon does
To the tides

He watched me inside
Thrusting with might
As she begged for the depth of my bite

Under the moonlight
It wasn't Vermont
But It felt like
That old classic song

The way the moonbeams
Danced along
Her eyes in my arms

He saw it all
All we couldn't talk about

Under the moon
We weren't alone

He was watching it all
Tonight

I am my behavior
Who really am I
Though
Blind am my eyes
Who is the I
In the outer spaces of my Saviour
Who knows what the morrow favours
I'm just a godt **** vapour
Looking back at me
I just stared at the moment
Even broken hearts have a rhythm
I thought about my foolish heartbeat
While darkness made himself the enemy
It was the Word and the light switches cure
I thought about in the beginning
All those powers in molecules and atoms
I tried not to breathe
It was a revolt against oxygen
My conscience didn't move
Staring at me
The space just sat there

The space just sat there
Staring at me
My conscience didn't move
It was a revolt against oxygen
I tried not to breathe
All those powers in molecules and atoms
I thought about in the beginning
It was the Word and the light switches cure
While darkness made himself the enemy
I thought about my foolish heartbeat
Even broken hearts have a rhythm
I just stared at the moment
looking back at me
I'm just a godt **** vapour
Who knows what the morrow favours
In the outer spaces of my Saviour
Who is the I
Blind am my eyes
Though
Who really am I
I am my behavior

Words
      Whispers
      Encountered
      Gossiping mouths
       Shamed

In the heliopause
Where the suns magnetic field stops
Between the stars
Man has no cause
Where the solar winds drop
Away from the heliosphere
In a universe so cold
Interstellar space grows
In matters of gases, ionic & atomic
Wearing molecular masks
Cosmic rays blasts
Intergalactic space
Where it's safe from human trash
Primordial nucleosynthesis
Produce nuclei
Without hate without race
Bigs bang
unstoppable isotopes
In particle rains
In the heliopause
I had a dream
Where peace was
Radiating in a radiation
Far from us
Where transient astronomical events
Occur in evolutionary stages
Of massive stardust
Where there is no Hollywood
And progenitors accretion
Form the art
There is a space
Interstellar
Without a human face
To bring it to ruin

Wishing to be warm
They thought about each other
In each others arms

Embraced in the warmth of heart
Ignited by loves fire

I could still taste your perfume
               And below your waist
Still lingers in scent with my morning         pancakes

Your moans and pleasures still echo in the chambers of my ears

They still pierce the scratches on my back
     Every deep ******
You passionately dug

Made me last longer
    Than I ever could

           And your eyes
  tattooed on to mine
  with a pain
That hurts so good
         It felt so right

The intimate gazing
             at your body

Every crack
           crevice and naughty

Playing my fingers

Yeah I could still taste the words you whispered
My ears still drip off your tongue
                                And wimpers

I'm trying to eat my breakfast
But I can't wait for my dinner

Because you're my night desert
And under your skirt
My imagination flirts
With your ******* pressed against
My girth

I'm in love with every syllable you blurt
And my insatiable lust beckons
To be the poetry of your heart

Worry about
Another days
Worries

Today  is gone

And i still have
Many more problems

to solve

Yesterdays caused
Enough frustrations
And never paused

Worrying about the payments
And what they charged

Worry about
Another days
worries

Happiness is a fraud
Everywhere I owe something
I can't afford

Nothing ever happens
the way I  want
Everytime I gamble
I win the loss

And I am
Left to worry
What tomorrow
Costs

Worry about
another days
Worries

Yesterdays fault
Was leaving me in a hurry
With nothing solved

And I haven't any solutions
for anything at all

Each day has enough
problems
On its own

Let tomorrow worry
About tomorrow

For today is a woebegone

Give us our daily bread
Theron

Worries

I lay here
A color filemot
A gamin
Resting
Until the next town

I'm not some gangrel
Just a gentleman of fortune
In an old man

I'm the flesh of cicatrix
And have a poor bordereau

Traveling through the cities
Looking low over the steering wheel

They say I'm ineffectual
Yet I'm industrial
With a full house

I was chased away
From the inerrable
Venal tribes
Because of my mouth

Every town
Another girl
From the vault of heaven
Drops down

And I leave the table
With a broken heart
For the last time

Straight lines
Curved into scribbling
                      Minds
Painted in pictures

                         My blurry eyes
Couldn't comprehend the size
Overwhelming
        In feature

The crooked
            Lines
   Imperial
Kingdoms
And Nations

Lie in the sketches

       While sleeping dogs
Dream with their *******
The wise disappear
      In the ignorance
Delivered by witches

  I realized time
Was just an hour
Waiting

To fulfill a prophecy
Known by the ages

And the last time I checked
I couldn't read the gauges
                           I studied the manual
But I couldn't comprehend the pages

Straight lines
         Crooked
Scribbling books
     For the stupid

                 I qualified
As the dumbest guy
To ever be evaluated by humans

My first strike
Was I couldn't think alike

And the second strike
Was the fact that I didn't care
About another mans skin type

Strike 3
Was I believed in a G
That would save me
From the worlds crazy

                              I said
You can walk a straight
Line
Crooked sometimes
                And if you
Scribble your graffiti
On the worlds cities
With spray crayons

That's who you are
                         I Am
Says green eggs and ham
Share our delicious
                         Sam
Because sometimes
Are straight lines

Our crooked

The night crept into his eyes
They were dark lights
Shining on neon
Glowing fluorescence bright

They were purple
Reflecting white skirts
Short and tight

His ears were techno
And he danced in the trance
Strobed in kaleidoscope windows

His soul was inside

And there she danced
In a mirror ball
With her tongue on a tab
And her hands embracing alcohol

She was lost to find

The night was still crawling
And they were stars falling
Out of the sky


Landing on a bed of dark matter
They glowed in a black hole
That grab their earth
And spat her
Towards a new universe

Then the night crawled out of his eyes
And said goodbye
As the new days came
To welcome their life

Covetousness
What's wrong with a little lust
For what I love to wish

?Does it equal happiness

What if I desire to be the tiniest camel
And walk through the eye of a needle
With a gold filled chalice

Should I strive to be poor
And not want more
Than to never give

To live in a shack
Rather than a palace

Shall I covet
And want more of it
To put a smile on my feckless face
Or be worth less

Am I so greedy
To want what I'm needing
To live

Covetousness
Then tell me what to wish
If there is no desire of this world
A man could kiss

If all the riches are in heaven
A hundred fold given
Then what are we doing
on this earth futilely living

;

For a man wants more
As his nature is attracting
What his flesh is asking
But tell me
What's so wrong
About wanting
What makes you happy

Now I ask
?What is money
Something everyone needs

Men say it's sweeter than honey

And as the offering plate
Passes me by
I covet the earnings

More than my pastor

The mirror had farouche eyes
A frown of glower daggers
                  And sullen aprise

      Reflecting a man
In a mind disguised
While his outside lied
            His inside cried

Those eyes
Quantified
             All he had tried
Before his heart would subside

Into their dissatisfied
                                Glare

Father
Almighty God
Empower me with strength
Cure my insatiable weakness
Through Christ

Under a steam boat
Swim
Fighting the current there
Oh what a night
Overhead
Paddling through bubbles
Holding the air
Swim
                 Stroke
The cold rivers bed
Listen to the music
What that voice swallowed in
Throw out your roses
It's the last night of prayers
Don't look for me anymore
I'm not coming up for
Air
Under a steam boat
Swim
Arm over arm
This is the last goodbye
Waving there
Oh What a night
To swallow in
Sinking in the voice
Of your mojo pin
Throw out your roses
On the heavens stairs
Don't look for me anymore
I'm not coming up for
Air

Lights low
Letting go in the lights strobe
Swinging my head around
Because I can't dance
While the room runs around
My head in the clouds
I can't dance at all
Where are my hands
She has control
Where is the world
I don't want to know
Keep spinning the music
Her body crawls
I can feel her groovy
I don't care at all
I can hear her laughing
While I'm gone
Dancing
Off the walls
In the color of kisses
And wherewithal
I'm in a helicopter
Of lightsticks
In a synchronized sound
Beating a thousand drums
A hundred miles an hour
Leave me alone right next to me
I feel your tongue
But I can't see
Lights low
Alcohol
Perfume of potion
And padded walls
I can't dance at all
But I'm shaking
Everything
round and round
Lets fall
I can feel her body
And hear the song
I don't want to know
Where is the world
So I close my eyes

Till I pass out

You keep fooling around
With my heart again
You keep messing around with my heart ache
Every time I see you
You keep playing around
Making me look like a clown
Again

Because I'm a fool for you
And everything you do

To harm me

It's just the way it has to be

The way you fool around with my heart
The way you drag it out
You keep foolin' around
With my heart beat

Every time I think about
The way we used to have it
Love in our hearts
In our hands
Our hands
We were surrounded

Until you fooled around with my heart
And left it abandoned

You keep fooling around
And making me a mad man
The way you played my heart
And made it thought
It was wanted

You kept fooling around with my heart
But now it's gone out
Somewhere else
      In loneliness
Because you keep fooling around
Making it look foolish
But I'm not sticking around
For any more frowns
Or heartache

That's just the way it has to be
They way you fooled me
                   Into thinking

You loved me

You kept fooling around with my heart

Now it's...
                broken

Smiles
Under the cherry moon

She gave him
Burgundy kisses
In an hour glass
Of ****

As the sands fell
On solicitude
The time ran
Like a lovers fool

The sun wouldn't rise
The blue wouldn't sky

And the ice was so cold

It never melted
When her eyes pelted
Their baby blues

There were smiles

Smiles
Under the cherry moon

They made love in the daffodils

There were no clouds
There was no loud
To rain on their mood

For the only sounds
They would allow
Were of sideburns
On perfume

And the ice was so cold

Bang

Sipping on my energy drink
Driving home
So I could go to sleep

I haven't any time to waste
As it wastes on me

Racing time
As it waits on me

Bang

Super creatine
The muscle of my machine
As soon as I get home
I'm going to lay down and sleep

I'm running out of time
As it runs over me

Bang

Supplements to eat
Vitamin men
With human energy

On my way home
Begging for sleep

Running behind time
As it follows me

Bang
      Bang
           Bang


Father of time
You're dead

Now you're home daddy
Rest In Peace

Lazor beams
Shot in every difference
It was the future room
Of past decisions

I saw one hit the ground
As I jumped toward the ceiling

Lazor beams
In a galactic cloud
Of feelings

I could dodge a few
But I got shot too
Right through the heart
In the bulls eyes center

Lazor beams
Cutting through the atmosphere
And severing
Even if it means killing

Shot in every distance
Of the worlds limits

Sabers of synergetic
Light emitted cutlery
Beyond the speeding bullets method

Lazor beams
Shot by the menace

Did they get you
Did they get us

In the darkest harbors
Your eyes
Float the waters
And I'm drowning
In the motions
Of push and pull

Man overboard
Leaping from the plank
You walked him toward
And your eyes
Looked over
Where he sank

To the bottom of love
And anchors away
Away
He'll be floating
Without a lung to breathe

If he could only change peace
And get some rest
In the belly of abyss
On the deepest bed
He could free his lungs
From the beg
Of Gods breath

If looks could ****
He'd already be dead
As rock bottom
Cradled his sunken head


And just stared...


In the darkest harbors
Her eyes slaughtered
Everything in their path

    Now you're floating
In davy jones locker

In the

Deepest

              Darkest

                 Death

Each droplet
Carries a weight
Softened
splashing on pre-made
Coffins
            walking
In the rain
As puddles form again
My boots absorb where I step Inn
Hotels cabins and tents
Rent bodies and scents
With temporary nights spent

My Lord comforts my sin
And I repeat only to do it again
Human nature imperfect in stature
My God!
  I am sooo.. Man

Haha ha's
Begin laughter
This is absurd
My own will is the last thing I'll surrender
I've heard
But my ears blurred
The visions slurred
I needed to ferret out
So I moved my house here

Escaping curs
Barking at my heels
Biting words
Spellbound
In herds

I am clay
Molded and shaped
Into a vase
Or a waste can
Of smells decay

I cannot tell my God how to create
But I pray
Plead and
Beg for ways
To be saved

Had he chose me a blessing
Before I was made?
Maybe I Am the one guy
He decided not to pity
Or brain

A speck
Speckled
I'm the earths freckle
All over her face
I beg for mercy
Because my tears hurt me
Worse than the pain

If I'm not worthy
Will I ever be

Again

Every day gets heavier
N it's hard to lift

All this weight is
Crushing me

N my strength has left

I wanted to lean on you
But no one was there

I just fell
       N fell

N I'm still here

Every day gets heavier
My legs can't carry it

I hit rock bottom
N now I'm under it

All this weight is crushing me
These pounds of energy
Sweating through the pores
Of my flesh fervently

I'm exahausted
N it's hard to want this

If this is all that there is

Every day gets heavier
How much longer could I carry her
Before she crushes my exterior
Into my interior

N here comes one more day
To add one more brick of weight

Into a collapse of my survivability