If I could compare it,
It would be like kerosene to a flame, combusting when mixed.

A Fourth of July spectacle,
As bodies collide to thunderous applause,
And all the colors expand in the clash,
Like an explosion of blooming flowers,
Scented with our filth and sweat.

If I could describe it,
It would be carnal, unmentionably visceral.
How the grip of hair pulled back causes such sounds,
And pools of waves crash from your shore to the boat mast,
Begging me to come to sea and ride in your tropical waters.

We are a storm,
Fronts mixed until the twisting begins,
And like a cyclone, this room becomes ground zero.
Broken lamp shades, decimated sheets,
Bed frames torqued and twisted.
We are animals of nature, driven by a need,
Like an addict’s itch to scratch beyond the surface.

If I could, I would bottle it like a Red Bull,
Sell it to give others a taste of your wings,
Intertwined with the notes of my demonic horns,
Rooted with ginger and a splash of lemon,
And all the dopamine a depressed person should need.

It is that good, and you are a drug I could never quit.
A kiss upon the peach flesh,
Or tender lips, with just a hint of mint.

Did you ever really think that you
Could erase the red that stains the page?
In the moment you seize their doubt,
Of the truth lost in drought
Did you ever wish for them,
A better end than you had lent?

Who cares to save daylight,
When the night comes reaping
And what grows when the deeds are sown?

You should have known.

Did you ever see and end or,
Was your life an endless loop?
Where your pain circles ‘round
And there’s no moment nor a sound.
Do you remember when the lies started,
Did they hide like a clown’s painted face?
Circumference of a circle closing in on your surface circus.

“Should have”
“Could be”
No more, no where.

Breathe in, breathe out
Your sick has grown
Now find your cure.

In the last breath of air
As your world’s crumbling down
Would you give up this last night -
To free the love of your life?

You should have known.

When the night comes reaping
What grows in the deeds you’ve sown?

Chasing Sera Tonin
But she’s too far to reach.
Legs are gelatin, blood loss adrenaline
Need to feel whole again,
Call out with an SOS, there’s-
A man down needing his medicine.

There you go again,
Chasing Sera Tonin
Needle hits the record
Repeating the patterns.
Time slows to a stalled crawl
As eyes roll back and it feels like
Every atom is a bomb when the veins go
Exploding for a bit of her glow.

You’re a dope I mean,
Really look at you in that mirror,
Does it ever reflect a person you recognize
Or is the vision never getting clearer?
Chasing Sera Tonin,
Nasal passages cut from granules
Brain feeling the weight of -
Everything intangible,
Will the narcan angels flash their neon
Just to give you your wings?

Send out the SOS
Oh, there’s a man,
He needs his medicine

Chasing Sera Tonin
You’ll never catch her,
You’re a dope I mean,
And you won’t receive her
With polluted receptors

While lust is a sweetened latte
Both in their own ways good
Though one easier to swallow
One is healthier, the other a desire
One gives a sugar crash, the other pure coffee flavor

Sometimes you find both your Americano and latte in one person
Sometimes you don’t - and that's okay
Sometimes you need a sprinkle of milk and sugar every now and then
Sometimes having it plain's enough to get you through the day

But no matter how many ways I’ve had my coffee
I always come back to you, my Americano
Simple, bitter, and just right

When the rain falls,
Washing away the caked-on dirt from your face,
The thick of your web fails as the silk drops from the weight,
And I can breathe again.

Free from the venomous barbs and guilt-ridden limbs
That poke holes in my skin,
Free from my vital force being drained,
No longer a mere husk or cask
For you to tap and drain the crimson liquid,
I am no longer a dinner tray for your demonic maw.

I won’t be suffocated by your vice-like grip darkness,
I can’t be held down by the dimly lit specters,
I won’t save you from yourself,
Since you only wished to drown me further.

I am free of it,
Falling onto verdant paradise,
As the sun ignites my soul ablaze,
I can live again!