In the garden of Eden
The creation forgot
Picking off the pedals
Of the last forget me not
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
Has he forgot?
He loves me
Please
Forget me not

An unlit cigarette
Burns
Breathlessly
Inhaling
High
On a low
Between the lines
Waiting
Patiently
For nothing
Watching death
With life filled eyes
A caged
Free spirit
Haunting the haunted
Listening
To silence
In a loud room
While speachlessly
  Conversing
Of unrefined
Technique

There's an
          Electricity
   Between          
        He & me
That only
            The naked
       I
Can see
A perfect    
    Distance
       Met
         By equal
Resistance
    As Ohmwreckers
       We have persistence

Hello

My Name

   It's Antonio
Montoya

   You killed my father

Prepare to die

     I say to the bottle

And you ask

     Why?

Have you not seen
  The Princess Bride!?

The for finged man
Killed his father!
  You ask me
  What's your point?

    I say

        It was Jose!

Who killed dear old dad

  As I drink from the bottle
       Your expression turns sad
& you pour out the rest
    Saying
  That's to bad

I envy
  The over
        Inflated
           Balloon
This really
        Isn't
     A big enough
          Room

Elated...
  The balloon
      Is free
   As I wish to be
      But nothing
Is truly
As it seems...

    I did it the favor
No one ever did me
   & put it out
Of its misery
      Bang!
All eyes on me...
  Sorry to ruin
Your surprise
     Party

Introspective
Is my perspective
Alone
Upon my throne
I look
To myself
Not wealth
Overgrown

Naturally
I'm flattered
As I sink
To my evergreen
Knees
Weak
As you speak
Branches
Blowing
In the breeze

On the verge
Of slow motion
Your flow
Ever rolling
In the depths
Of my emotion

Converging
With the urge
Of my rising
Ocean tide
Riding high
In the eye
Of our storm

Once
Forelorned
Abandoned
And alone
In the *****
Of the ocean
I once claimed
My home

I felt your sweet embrace
And the cold of the depths
Was replaced
By your spirit
You called out my name
Before you thought
I could hear it

A mocking jay
Whispered in my ear
As I sat
In calm waters
Clear
Amidst a hurricane
He sang me your name
Softly
As your current
Drew nearer
In this eye
We have nothing
To fear

Take your place
At my side
We are the all seeing eye
Rules of our art
No fools gold hearts
We reign
Along raging rivers
Where fate once came
Changing our current
Your flow spoke my name
And mother nature
Heard it

She left her love
Between the sheets
Of paper hearts
Beneath her sleeves

Caught In the fold
Just between the lines
Where seams are more than seems
And dreams are hung to dry

Where a stitch in time
Can cost you nine
And leave you with nothing
But a washed up rhyme

She left her love
Between the sheets
Of paper hearts
Beneath her sleeves

When your sky
      Becomes ocean
And your chokin'
On words
Thick are emotions
And a silence is heard

     Dont drown
In the lack of sound
     Tread light
Untill words are found
   They are floating
     All around

Inhail your thoughts
      Re-right your current

   Exhail your soul
           Theres a story
                 To be told

                Flow

I ****
And blow
Real slow
Nothing though
And you know
As you smile for awhile
Void of denial
I'm lit enough
For the both of us
As you offer a match
Regardless

Roll you up and smoke
You,  a fire in the end
Your fat!  Now who's blunt!?

Sick

An illness
Inherited
From his side
Passed down
Unto me
A cancer
I couldn't hide

Sick

Nor could he
Until the day
It set him free
Finally
Leaving me

Sick

My confession
I was happy
When he died
But if I said
I hated him
Honestly,
I lied

Sick

His fare thee well
Hasn't faired me well
Only left me
Sick
His cancer
Straight from hell

She breathesinandoubt
And he can't figure her out
As she silently chokes
On his smoke

Touch me
         Wont you
    With your
Second hand
Take me
Over
Where I
  Under
      Stand

  Be gentile
When you
     Hold me
             Down
    Rough me
           Up
          A weightless
      Pound

I'll put
The KnoT
    In Tease
If you'll
    Put the
         Plea
      In Ease

Iwood
    KnoT-ease
  With words
Like these

Hanging
Over
The edge of the bed
My Gawd!
What happened
To my head?

The aroma
That lingers
Tells me
I was drinking
I was doing so well
What the hell was I thinking?

Fragments
Of images
Burned in my mind
What ever I drank
It was none too kind

My hand is swollen
Knuckles ******
I check my pockets
Spent all the money

So mad
I could put my fist threw the wall
But I see that I have
By the mess in the hall

So I grab my puddy
& pour me a drink
A sad De Ja Vu
Missed the waggon I think

As         eye
watch my children
sleep.I feel a bond
so deep.a pro-
mise I will
keep

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Take the knife out of my back
And put it in my heart
I don't wanna hear your lies
So let's not even start

Cry yourself a river
As you drown in the tears
Standing just above the water
I've been here for years

You beg for me to take your hand
Keep you above the wake
But now your lies are sinking fast
& I'm about to break

I won't let you drag me down
Your lies are so deceiving
I did everything I could for you
I'm finished & I'm leaving

He peeled
    back the layers
of my thin
  summer skin
     Leaving
  me bare
In the
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My story is tragic
As the pen spills it's magic
Unraveling like fabric
On my over worn
Under kept jeans
From my teens
Busted seams
Like broken dreams
I am my jeans
Out dated and out of style
Haven't been patched
In quite a while
There's a hole in my pocket
Like the one in my heart
These jeans
They are me
& Their falling apart

I'm the prophet in my life
Nothing in my wallet
The only paper that I make
Holds the words of my sonnet
Nothing left but sense
Just the change in my pocket
Safe near my heart
Without a way to lock it
My style is poor
So who's gonna rob it
Yea my style is poor
But I'm gonna rock it
Cuz these words
Are all I own

When I can't buy what I want
I learn to live
With what I've got
Cuz happiness
Just can't be bought
It must be found
It must be sought
When I can't buy what I need
I learn I need the change
That's in my pocket
Change is all I need

I don't buy things on credit
I won't make that promise
My truth is my proof
I'm just trying to be honest
Flying high on life
Blazing tales like comets
You'll never be low
When life has you high on it
My style is poor
But I'm gonna rocket
Cuz the sky is where I fly

When I can't buy what I want
I learn to live
With what I've got
Cuz happiness
Just can't be bought
It must be found
It must be sought
When I can't buy what I need
I learn I need the change
That's in my pocket
Change is all I need

Have you ever stood in the shadows
Of someone so grand
That you couldn't even speak
No
You couldn't understand
You stand so tall
On your mountain of pride
That I feel so very small
And severely unrefined
I can't express this emotion
Every line absurd
So I ponder in your shadow
Searching for the right word
Learn
In order to stand
On your mountain of pride
I must learn the lessons
I have long denied
To learn is to grow
And I must grow tall
So that in your presence
I don't feel so **** small
So shed some light down won't you
For this budding young lady
Dwelling on your mountain side
Has been shockingly shady lately