I reached up into the top of the closet
and took out a pair of blue *******
and showed them to her and
asked "are these yours?"
and she looked and said,
"no, those belong to a dog."
she left after that and I haven't seen
her since. she's not at her place.
I keep going there, leaving notes stuck
into the door. I go back and the notes
are still there. I take the Maltese cross
cut it down from my car mirror, tie it
to her doorknob with a shoelace, leave
a book of poems.
when I go back the next night everything
is still there.
I keep searching the streets for that
blood-wine battleship she drives
with a weak battery, and the doors
hanging from broken hinges.
I drive around the streets
an inch away from weeping,
ashamed of my sentimentality and
possible love.
a confused old man driving in the rain
wondering where the good luck
went.

I am awesome you are poo
I don't care about anything I do
I always say giggity goo
I don't get good grades
So I do parades

If you love me let me go,
otherwise you will never know
if it really matters at all
or if soon apart we'll fall.
If we fall we're sure to break,
so let it go for your own sake.

My parents.
They call me
"Headstrong."
"Obsessive."
"Crazy."

But what about passionate?

I know I'm young,
But there's a spark,
A flame,
A fire.
One that is far too strong to be extinguished by the words
"Headstrong."
"Obsessive."
Or even the dreaded "Crazy."

The truth sets people free
I'm so happy to be liberated from all of the lies
That make up the very essence of who you are
A lie
I'm so happy that I get to help others realize
What you have done to them all this time
You lied
I'm so happy knowing that eventually
The truth will reach everybody
And you will have no where else to hide
And no one else to turn to
You see, that's what happens when you spin a web of lies
As big as you have
Every relationship you've formed
Is based off of a lie
All the love you may think you have
Will die when everyone finds out
That you are a no good
Time stealing
Using
Lying
Piece of garbage