Thrills to pills to the body stills, we all will run dry. No dramatic end or cosmic bend, just a speck of dirt on Earth's shallow sigh.

Pencil to pen to stencil to end, carbon copies of an ideal. No man made normality or financial fatality, can mar what you feel.

Skin in linen so infringed in, does the future hold you so? Yes peers and stately fears can bring us to stow.

I know none of which I speak but a subtle weak week. A week far 60 years from now which you reflect how you lived your life without love to be found. And your hand will close and your muscles relax but with a stiffened heart and a metal back you'll whisper to the likes of me. And only drywall will see the cracks and only your logic or sore success will breathe.

Patience is a virtue, rebellion is a sin
Going on tangent makes me want to
touch you

-cj

Love feels like you're floating on a cload and everything is oh-so-perfect and bright, but with the first glimpse of reality, it starts falling apart. Your cloud is gone and you find yourself falling infinite miles per hour. You know you will ultimately crash, but you continue trying to fly.

If I close a Door I want You on the other side with me
If I close my eyes I want your light to shine through my eye lids

When I Grit my teeth and pull away will it keep you away Forever

I can’t kiss away Suspicion
I won’t in brace Distrust
With a Reputation like that
You’ll be sure to brake something I can’t replace

When my Conscience evaporates from this Heat
I find our simple situation controlled by complex chemicals

All the things you just don’t understand
They just slip through your sneaky fingers
and I will too

Please don't make me just a story
Of someone that you scored with
A story to tell on tipsy nights
Or a tally mark

I don't want you to see this, I really don't
Because you think that I half-like you
But the glass is getting full
And I'm tired of being used

Please don't delete my number
I know that women are submissive
But I shouldn't have pretended
That I was only lustful

Please don't get mad when I talk about you to my friends
I don't think it's fair to hold my speech
Please don't think I'm clingy when I say hello
Please don't make me watch my words

i write the best
when i am sitting alone in my room
and thinking of you
i write best
when you are the footsteps
inside my head
traveling the spiralling staircase of my consciousness
and you are about to
jump
i write best
when i am spinning and marveling, and just sighing your name
into an empty room
i fill it up with your essense
i bottle you up
then i spit you out
through words on a piece of paper,
i evacuate every other thought in my head
and i,
breathe you in
i write best when i am alone in my room
and
i feel best when i am alone in my room
with you

Passing through York,
I am aware that there is war.
slaughter and counter-slaughter,
lives piling up on the side
whilst Africa starves;
and yet, all I can think about
is you.

Newspapers cheat attention
with passing headlines of half-truths
and murderers turned to heroes.
My bank account empties,
all friendships have perished;
and still, all that I suffer for
is you.

Bury me in cigarettes
and drown me in my drink.
Please, forget that I was ever here
to tread this land,
to lie on my back over
the ceramic bathroom tiles.

Oh darling,
I’ve lost my balance without you.

If Planets were Gay (Star ******) Poem
(8/4/2014)

Stars are ****.
Big hairless ***** dangling from the sky.
That old song sang stars are like pizza pie,
but why oh why can't I,
instead dine tonight on orbs in between the sky's mighty thighs?

The sun could be a lot of fun at the beach, wearing my thong.
I'd let it spin around my orbit ALL YEAR LONG.

And Saturn's rim... I mean ring
is a bootylicious thing.
I'd let it sit on my face,
and eat out that planet's entire outer space.

If Pluto were a planet,
It'd be the Jackson to my Janet,
singing it's Pluto,
Miss Pluto if ya nasty.

Mercury looked fiery hot when we first met,
Things got steamy 'cuz we both got wet.
We wasted no time working up a sweat.

I bet if Venus had a *****,
it would be so big,
it'd have its own solar system!
tee hee hee

But don't get me started with Earth,
that planet's got good girth.
If Earth was gay, you know that Uranus would be like,
"Ohayyy!!
Gurl Galactic Grindr tells me you're in my galaxy,
let's meet in the middle of the Milky Way."

Jupiter is the kinda planet that plays hard to get,
a total tease you'd quickly forget.
Plus he gave me asteroids in my astral ****.

And the Moon?
It makes my whole body swoon.
The only problem,
thisssss planet's a bottommmmm!

Neptune is in the closet,
but let's be real,
every planet and their comet knows it.

Nobody plays with Mars,
because he lives too far,
and has no apartment, job, or car.

But who am I kidding?
If Planets were Gay,
I'd Star **** 'em all any day.

I reach for you.
And you're not there.
Good gosh.
I wish you was here.
Lonely are the nights.

When you are gone.
I''m lying in this bed all alone.

I imagine you being next to me.
Even if I know it's only a dream.
Lonely are the nights.
When you're not near.

This man here truly love you-girl.

Just to hear your voice upon the phone.
Have me describing to you, why you need to return back home?
Cause lonely are my nights.

When you away.
I just hope you're ready when my love comes your way.