why did god make schizophrenics so ******* beautiful
maybe i'm the schizophrenic
seeing love that wasn't there in the first place

today the weather is temperate and modest
sculpted as a model depiction of the artistic connoisseur's painting
i've been observing the seasons change on me
day be the day the park bench withstands yearly attractions, never yet less deranging

so as i lay back with crow bar on the corner of the plank
i wonder, don't think, i'm already of admirable rank
i dig my piercing meteor to the center of the bench
chip, a wedge flew off, resembles a baseball bat when clenched

happiness loves Missouri and i need to take a dip in that river
swim the distance into the current, direction; a lively propagator
currently chilling out on this draft,
catch your lustrous beauty later...we all know this craft

why am i filled with so much anger?
why am i wasting away my life
**** everyone
bend them over and make em feel like i do
i call it tough love
alcohol never solved anything except someone's temporary stall

i hate myself
i love my self
i fathom of standing on building edges
i dream of defying gravity with my jump.....
but dreams are just dreams....
and not reality. :)

radiate that direct sunlight
make my pupils dilate until my whole iris is consumed
spf 50 is no match for this sun
i need spf 2 ***** fudging hundred
tan me like a hash brown
fry me like pancake batter
let me soak up that skin cancer and i'll enjoy the days
where i laugh and play and maybe that's why i was too blind to see you were right there
i was consumed by the light in front of me when you were my shade

i'll never lie to you

i have a friend
he sits by the shoreline uneasy
shells borderline her feet
too afraid to get his feet wet
but she dives in merely after one breath
they walk among the skyline into a brighter hue
but hue heffner is sitting eating sphagetti
and there isn't any time to play
that's because your watch is broken...
so they wander aimlessly into the unknown
just to make it theirs so others
can't dive in
but instead cannonball
and i never knew it would be so hard to not feel alone
but with me you don't have to
hide because there will always be sounds in the airwaves
like my wind through your sound tunnel
and then i knew that i had a real friend
goldfish
go fish
first hit
makes me sick
why does life turn out like this
hopefully nothing stays in remiss
except that hopeful wrist
tat i saw you turn
did you always learn
how to be so gorgeous
shiver me timbers my room is a freezer
someone pass me the sushi
redistributed inside my liver