The blue sky protrudes into my eyes,
But the day's beauty is not lost on me.

I'm happy to have gotten through handcuffs and jail cells,
Happy to paint red roses along cranial fractures

It's weird knowing you're crazy.
As the world pulls my guts,
I just want to slide into my best body
Or grasp it quickly with a passionate hand.

Sophistry! You solipsist.
You singular charlatan-savant.
You're the *****.
You're the best at sinking deep
Into the thick steaming ****--
One day you'll wash on the beach.

Of another man's eye you'll be seen.
A wretched, fated thing-- scoffed at you'll be.

You are the woman you long for
Chasing your tail
In love with yourself
Never, never, no--
A man-- the greatest ever
But forget it all, forget it in fever.

Dash it all down and scrape her off your skin
Carry that on your back
That is a man
And this
in fact
Is the Final Act--

Eyes frozen awake glaze over and rot yellow
Newborn buds are fertile in the spiral spring
Off to the side, let's go, let's die
We'll watch them rise and live new lives

I'm sorry my poems are so miserable when life is so beautiful
I'm just sad because I feel like I lost my mind
Did I ever really have it,
Did it come with holes
Did I just pay them too much mind?

I have missed my mark by far
But mixed resolve with fate or fear
Will tighten up a sagging life
Off to the side, let's go, let's die
Take your place in the order
Fall to the side
Close your frozen, buzzing eyes