sometimes
i want to be
nowhere
sometimes
i want to be
the shadow
instead of
the sun
to exist in the space
between wet
and raindrops
i long to be
the noise in the dark
you never see
the dark side of the moon
looking into eternity
the moan in the sea
mountaintop whispers
the wind blowing free
sometimes i just want to
. . . disappear . .

It's complicated
like riding a bicycle
rolling dice
falling in love

It's dedicated
like a song
a book
to a heart

It's laminated
like a card
a pass
pictures of you

It's terminated
like a library card
love
then life

The hate that grows in the fertile soil of the heart will
poison the blood within .

Watered with adequate lies will grow and encapsulate the will

The blood turns black
and poisons every cell of the body

Everything that comes out from within is cold and spiteful and loves dwelling in sin and ignorance

This I find the truth
Can't write a poem while sneezing
It will turn hai-choo