Gleaming blade
held in hand,

"boredom kills" he uttered
why didn't he love the world?

*Ignorance,
             What else?

The noon's greygolden meshes make
All night a veil,
The shorelamps in the sleeping lake
Laburnum tendrils trail.

The sly reeds whisper to the night
A name-- her name-
And all my soul is a delight,
A swoon of shame.

Got a problem?
I can make thousands
millions
all up in the ceiling
mosaic tiles
blue and gold
holding down the albums
memories so soft and sweet
buttercream to wisdom teeth
picking out the files with an ax
and you can ask
any fella on the street
what he thinks
he'll say he doesn't,
we're honest by nature
nomenclature
soggy,
**** sapiens forever
loving bones and gorillas
never feel ya
quite the same
as that time in the attic
with the static
in our brains
it was insane
the way we thought our thoughts
touched touches
with more
would have scored
had it not been for the spiders-
frisky little things
squashed em long ago
and that's why they don't have wings,
unnecessary condition
apparitions to trife
made a foxy wolf lick his chops
take Peggy for a wife.

I think that maybe I take breakups
And half-breakups
And “I think we should just stay friends”
And “I’m moving across the country!”
And “Let’s just pretend it never happened…”
And “Sorry, I’m already doing something else that night”
so horrifically,
and yet so horrifically well,
Because life in my head
Is constantly romancing
And then breaking up
With everyone.

I never thought it would be like this,
Where I fall over myself at your name alone
Trying to win you over, but I only miss,
For your heart was stolen before my own.

Yet here I am, waiting for you
To come around to me, in vain.
For you, I am not worthy, it's true,
But my soul keeps me here, insane.

My mind overflows.
You **** me, you do.
Your soul, it shows.
To you, I'll always be true.

Bleeding and crying,
My soul expires itself.
Outside, I seem normal, at least,
That's what they say.
Perhaps it's a lie to ensure
That I am kept in the dark.

The dark is my friend,
But my worst enemy.
My insides are torn
Seeping my soul away.
The darkness invaded,
After I lost my light,
Consuming me to survive.

I try to portray me,
But the dark interferes,
Showing itself for all to see.
I know it's not normal
To want to rip apart your soul,
But I can't find
Myself anymore.

I could use somebody
But not the likes of you
You and your twisted humor
Your bitter words
Sinking deep like icicles within
You, who rips apart my soul
Little pieces torn by sharp words
Your fiery emotions
Engulfing me, burning alive
But, I could use somebody
Just like you
You, with the ability to listen
Soak in my problems, make me ease
Your encompassing hold
Making me forget all
You, who smiles so kindly
Opening up all hearts
You, my rock to stand on
Never crumbling beneath my pressure
You, willing to break down
By my side, through it all
So I guess I need someone
Someone like you
But not you
And yet only you are worth it

Hatred grows inside
Ripping apart my soul
Digging down too deep
To keep in control

Spawning in my midst
There is none other to blame
Than that person in the mirror
The name reminiscent of flame

With troubled eyes I see
The pain I cause within
Never ending is this flow
Of personal hate and sin

Comfort is sent from others
Though it makes a mere dent
Causing little interruption for this ship
On a ceaseless path to torment