After all the **** we've been through,
Present and past,
I still want to marry your ***.

I love this world
I really do
I love the sun
The trees the birds

I love the people
Most of them anyways

I love the questions
That have no answers
The things we cant see

I love life
And i love death
I love the duality of it all

Its spring now
And it can't exist without fall

I long to love
No
I live to love
As we all do
To passers-by
I ask how do you do?
And stick around
For the desire to know
Is truth
So I love
The things I see
And the people i meet
I'm merely just waiting
For my special treat

Is it natural?
To be afraid of the dark?

Let's say perhaps,
You were to take a child,
Young,
Innocent,
And sweet.

Made a world for he,
Or she,
Completely comprised of darkness,
Would they live a life,
So full of love?

If so,
If they learned to love,
The only life they know,
With no fear of what many do,
What would happen,
How would he,
Or she,
Feel being taken to a world of endless light?

My candle grows dim
Like I have burned my wax thin
Just a bit more burning
Until the wax is thick again
My flame will be bright
And i will be full of life

Constantly collecting
Gathering energy
From around
And the things you see
Or from inside
And what you be
Duality
Is a key

What the hell am I doing
What the hell do I care
I'm just wasting away
In my computer chair

I had a dream
Last night in my sleep
I was with my ancestors
In a place that gave me the creeps

All around me yet intangible
I knew they were there
In the mausoleum
The air smelled of fear

It wasn't a nightmare
I didn't wake up in sweats
But I did have my time
I lived among the dead

What the hell am I doing
What the hell do I care
I'm just wasting away
In my computer chair

What ails you?
A sickness?
The flu?
Purge the unnatural with something we have made!

Maybe you feel weak?
From an injury?
From a bone you have tweaked?
Purge the unnatural with something we have made!

Or maybe you just feel blue?
A sickness of the brain?
Well then.
We can help you.
Purge the unnatural with something we have made!

No matter the problem,
No matter how small,
A simple little pill,
Will fix them all.

Take this pill.
It is normal you know.
You will no longer feel ill.
Yes,
You will no longer feel...
Ill.

Often do i wonder
Whats its like
To have a quiet mind

Caught
Gazing deep
Into the eyes

The awful sound
Of certain death
Of no left time

Hissing and swaying
With wild eyes
How am I still alive

Snakes fall from her head
As well the feeling of dread
Growing ever colder

Alone
I am stone

Into the tunnel
And out of the world
Fast we shall travel
To a fitting techno beat

In the land of equality
We are anything but
"It is the opportunity
Not the man."

With my brother in a suit
And I in a collar of blue
It would seem
Agree is all i can do
But that is far from true

Mostly
It comes down to you
And what you choose to do
But there is a factor
A medium of exchange
Thats pressed into our brains

"You must not know you,
Only the thing you choose to do,
The thing to make you money."
The concept just is far from funny

With the world we live in
And the effort it takes
For a computer
To make
A computer
We surely can't rid of this medium of exchange
Bartering is for fools I'm sure
My country tells me so
And to work for my country I'll go

Some days are just black and white
Greyscale, monochrome
Just plain
Vanilla ice cream

Other days are vibrant and astounding
Kaleidoscopes viewed through kaleidoscopes
Completely original and new
Mint chocolate chip

And for me it seems
There's no in-between

The smell
Of a release
From a restless hell
And a warm welcome
To the life of a busy worker bee

Everything is swell
Says a brew of bitter coffee

The burner fluids low
The crack will only grow
The fan oil doesnt flow

You need a new furnace,
Bro

Anything
In my industry
Can be a lie

Customers haven't an understanding  why
They just call
And then I try
To fix
Or make money

Good thing I choose
Not to lie

Moonlight shadows
Scattered in the dark
If it wasnt for work
I would be down in the park

Find me a place
Where all things the same
I'll feel sorry
For to the place I came

Drinkings like a death sometimes
An easy end to any night
Upon waking up
Sometimes you feel new
When the fleeting pain inside your skull
Has finally left and your mind is clear
Things seem different
Old seems new

I dont drink often
But when i do
The next day usually
Seems a little less blue

Music
When you're feeling blue
Music
When you need something new
Music
When inspiration strikes you
Music
When time sticks like glue
Music
When you're not amused
Music
What would i do without you

This poetry
Will most certainly be
The death of me

My palette is so colorful
The greens the reds the blues
So many wonderful hues
But so often they get tangled
Looped together in endless paths
Leaving a dry, dull, black

Black is whats void of all things
How can this be when theres so much color there
If i just add more
Im sure it will look fair

Then and only then the colors do come back
With a dark, shadowy black
Right now its purple
But still mostly black
This is where my soul is at

Death,
Comes at once.

A singular point,
In time.

Unfortunately,
Death does come to the masses.

Only every so often,
But it is ok.

Everything is a cycle,
Life moves on.

All we can hope for,
Is good people,
When the rest,
Are gone.

I heard a rumor,
Of zombies.

A fantasy of mine,
In prior days.

If it is to be,
Let it be.

Hopefully I can survive,
And be ebola free!

Not once will i sit and say,
Woe is me.

It is a significant moment in time.
For that,
I'm glad its experience is to be mine.

Sometimes I prefer
The light of no light at all
Compared to the light
Of a simple light bulb

Pulling past layers
Pulling curtains
Seeing beyond

Memories

As seen from the mind
Never again in real time

Focus not there
Focus on the here
Trot around
Be a dear

Never live for fear

I don't write here often
Anymore
But I felt a need to spread the seed
To say that
You're not the only one
Who's trying
To find peace

It's about coffee
especially today
i need some caffeine
and energy to play

Lost in my mind
in a good way
i watch the time
Soar far far away

Im still, gentle even
A rock in a river
soon to be sand
Soothed by the flows

Give me time
soon you will see
The purest white
on a beach by the sea

And there i will hold
the legs of the relaxation
of people and chairs
Beauty seen from upon me

I will hold the gentle flow
away from those who beauty I show
and be with them to let them know

sand by the sea is something
that will never not be

The idea
Of seeing something new
Too many
Is going to a zoo

Those animals
They never see anything new
Except maybe you

My mind often wanders to the dark side
But it's nights like this i'm glad to be alive

No two people
No two paths
No, they are never the same

Is it then
So crazy to think
That maybe my person
On my path
Can not exist happily
Alone

Downtown
looking around
I dont wear no crown
Dont wear no frown
I dont even
see the ground

my heads up high
With no reason why
Standing under a summers sky
And in the winter
My sorrow will return

Why must we elaborate
Poetry is subjective
Because it is art

Why must we label
Poetry is not what we say it is
It just is

Moving
Doing nothing

Laundry
Dishes
Counters
Showers

Doing nothing
Soon to be doing something

Listening
Seeing
Writing
Guitar

I swear
The weirdest things
Are my personal cycles

Depression is cleaner
But my sleep is still the same

One day normal
One day exhausted

Sleep
Wake
No sleep
Exhaustion
Repeat

Phones
Ever simpler
Ever farther into the future

But never smaller
Is the infinity
That lie beneath your thumb

Now
Or later

Adventure and all its joy
Experienced by girl and boy
Replaced with an electronic toy
I have one too i wont be coy

These things are ok but as a tool
No replacement for interaction at school
Or any excuse to act like a fool
But ive done all the bad things too

What we need is a new place to go
Some new acts to this long boring show
Im done with what they want us to know
I can hear the truth in the wind as it blow

Why dont we go to the very best place
I speak of the infinitely vast outer space
It leave such a curious look on my face
Or perhaps im just your typical nutcase

I see the sun
Through the trees
And breathe
The steady breeze

Rainy
Cold
Dreary
Winter on its way

Regret
Sorrow
Sadness
Is much easier today

Oh Winter
You never seize
To throw mind to fray

Please
Go away

It wasnt so clear
until just then

when upon her eyes
i looked within

i dreamt of eyes
A long lost friend
but what suprises
me the most
Is that i remember
just what color
they were back then

A slow moving bullet
Touches the pale skin
Stretched across my skull

Moving ever slower
As it comes closer
I can feel its pressure

Today
Just touching the skin

Next week
I will feel it within

Until thursday
When it's finally gone

Only to return again

Well hello
Once again

An old friend
An only friend
Inside my head
Released via pen

How lucky I am
To have you tonight
And everynight

Comforting and smooth
A glass of scotch
So right on my lips

Bottle to the last drops
I always make it last

Find me a place
To sit in the sun

Look to me then

With the world
I am one

I think about you often.
I wish I were with you now.

I was with you last night,
But you weren't with me.
That's how it seems.
When I see you in my dreams.

I traverse the dark
To the window
Where the walls part

Checking to see
If theres light
Bouncing off the trees
From the place where walls part
In my cave of art

A light I not see
But the dark
Got the best of me
My balance I lost
And into the window i did fall

My face up against the glass
Trying to avoid
Falling on my ***
All I can do is laugh

My love for you
My love is true
But why must you feel blue
Letting guilt and sadness shine through

Soon youll be gone
And it will be long
Before i see you again

Please
Open up to me
Let me see
You

I missed you
Now youre back
And i still miss you

Yesterday...

Lost sleep like the hours I lose in a day
Something like thirty or thirty-two
Could've probably multiplied that by two

But what it lead to...

The freshest perspectives I've ever been shown
In the upstairs of the place I call home
Watch my room transform into something unexpected
Trying to hold down the fear of the unknown
Swimming in open water
Like what's under my feet
Sharks are pretty scary like little demons of the sea
How could I not be afraid of the demons
The ones that come from me
Back and forth like a battle
Limit vs. infinity
Closer and closer
Until I shut down and finally go to sleep

What makes a universe
Is not what's inside it
But what experiences it

To regret nothing
Percieve opportunities
And few distractions

Every day
Is a step further
From being anything
But awesome

A faint,
Orange,
Glow,

Creeping,
Flowing,
Towards my fingers.

Moving slow,
Both me,
and the glow.

Consuming,
Burning,
Conical shapes blow.

Into the next day,
Creeping,
Flowing,
Glowing,
I go.

Just as i sat down
As i started to want to experience this page
I saw something
In the waves of blue flowing down my legs

A spider
And man i had to say
Unique and beautiful
And it still is this day

Outside
And away from my leg