Atticus is a perfect shot,
But wisemen don't shoot guns.
They advance through attrition,
With the power of their mind.

When the dusky husky twilight descends,
I think of who I am.

Each night my opinion changes,

Sometimes I'm a shiny white suit,
Elegance.

Often though,
I'm a lumpy sack of coal,
A big burden,
Such a terrible person/thing.

But I think for now I've decided,
I'm okay.
Nothing special,
A warm summer day,
Something normal,
You treasure anyways.

I think I'm growing up,
I don't need the same things a child does,

But I need love,
I need your love.

You give me air to breathe,
Warm arms to melt into,

You give me a reason to be,
Let's keep being.

Man craves reassurance,
I am nothing different to that.
We assemble groups of people to agree with us,
That the light doesn't just go out.
As if life were a dying lightbulb,
On an old lamp.
The kind that sits on my grandparents coffee table,
My family doesn't worship a symbol or God,
Will the light go out on them?
I believe in the man named God,
But we do not often talk,
My prayers are crude and unrefined.
Is that enough,
To keep the light on,
For a little long?
I fear not,
We will weep,
Becoming brittle.
People mourning shatter into shards,
For them, death is too far,
For them,
Death is the final friend.

Bend like bamboo,
Brittle people break.

Resist yet be resilient,
Persevere, yet,

With purpose.

Billy Joel and Family Guy,
I'm an American walking by.
My button shirts are pressed,
Lined up in a row.
What a good place,
This home I know.

It started when I was seven,
Wasn't much of a fan of books.
Ignoring everything in class,
Lucky for me,
My teacher refused to call it a lost cause.
She got me reading,
Now I'm here.

Who are you boy?
Lost in your own mind,
Get on out of there!
You're missing the best parts of life,
Stop thinking for a few,
Just drop everything and do.
Nothing on this earth can stop you,
After all, you've got creativity, love, and roots,
What more do you need in order to be great?

I can't do horror movies,
But I can if you hold my hand.
Every bad thing gets better,
When we do it together.
So let's do more,
Love is our open door.

I lost one follower,

I apologize.

I'm glad my art could please them,

For a little while.

I was weak in winter,
The constant frosts,
Laying over my bones.

Now Spring has come,
With a new warmth I've never known,
Blooming in the flowers of our pear trees.

A new season has brought a new warmth inside,
So I fold into the branches of the cherry trees.

It's a mindset,
Nothing easy to accomplish,
Life loves to kick you down.

But even though the moon said he looked silly,
The sun,
Came up again.

The situation is growing grim,
Some movement this is.
Everyone who challenges one side,
Proceeds to die.
They are many,
The others are few.
I know wrong from right,
But I will not fight the wrong tonight. . .

Something needs to be said,
For this suspicion I have in my head,
Something here is amiss.

I don't believe we're still fighting,
For the same battle I inspired,
I don't believe that your mascot is real,
For you treat them like an effigy.

She told me,
To think about leaving,
About grieving.

I didn't want to think,
But she needed it,
Although I knew my answer,
She needed it.

She cried,
Bawling on the phone that night,
All I could do was think,
Think about how it would be,
If it wasn't you and me.

It would be bad,
Something I didn't want,
This is the best for me,
Please stay babe.

Nothing is a scary,
As hanging on the brink,
When you can't tell if the rope is fraying.

Lilac flowers remind me of something more,
Their sent drifting through each open door,
Lilac flowers remind me of something more.

Purple is the color of royalty,
I happened to be a royal once,
Purple is the color of royalty.

Niagara grapes wrote their own poem,
But I destroyed it, does that make me less?
Niagara grapes wrote their own poem.

I know loss,
Believe me,
I know lows.

While my life now glitters in gold,
I will never forget it's old rusty reds,
Believe me, I know the blows.

My baby is proud of me,
Of all the poems I wrote,
That's all the praise I need,
Just write,
Write some more,
Till my pen tip is course,
So I can sing to her.

1+1+1
3
3-2
1+(1+1)
1+1(2)
2(2)
2x2
4
4/2
2+1+1
2+1(1-1)
2+1
2(1-1)
2

Please,
I  don't,

Want   to   see


Us    drifting



Apart

It's too much to take,

I rush down the stairs,
I run away,
I always run away.

But how can I fight,
Something I don't know,
But how can I fix,
Something when I don't know what broke.

This is not complaining,
This is begging,
This is begging you to tell me,
This is apologizing for not knowing.

Tables turn,
Like they had an engine connected to their wheels.
I should put more trust in natural order,
Prey doesn't hunt predator.
But often times that's how it's dressed,
No wonder they say, "Preying on."

Yet, I tend to be wrong,
My gut is a busted compass.
So which way do I wander,
When both paths are double crossed.

I know they'll all say,
"My way!"
So who's lying,
Who's prey?
They lie, they cower,
Who's in the right place of power?

Cross reference image search,
Google lens counts one lie.
The dots connect,
I count two truths.
Truths defined by information,
Not instigation.

Patience,
I am waiting,
To see how this plays out.
When once a crusader,
Faded to dust,
I watch the scenes,
Record what I must.

My heart tells me one thing,
My brain, another.
We must put trust in each other,
I trust my heart.
Yet if I'm wrong,
My brain will bite my behind.
Leave me be,
I'm just pointing it out.

No one should have to fear,
Trying to write here.
It wasn't always like this,
Was it?
Wasn't.

There's a gap here,
Needs to be filled.
Haven't seen,
Since 4/14.
Buying sunshine,
Supporters disappear,
Recreated.
Am I mistaken?

At the end of the day,
Should we throw the towel in?
Maybe it could help,
If we put this on the shelf.
They aren't winning,
But neither are you,
A battle of attrition,
Fueled by masks and brutes.

Many aspiring authors come and go,
I know former poets,
Who's only dream was to grow,
People I no longer know.

Those who stand to break you,
You mustn't let take you,
Drag you down in their ***** lake,
Just don't break.

There's something to be said for superstition,

It never seems to let you down,

Now it's to the point,

I wont even pass my cat,

She did nothing wrong,

But her label is bad.

I will go to sleep tonight,
A little less lonely,
Yet still lonesome.
For my arms are empty,
They're used to holding you,
Wondering what you're dreaming of,
I dream of falling asleep with you.

Believe me officer,
I know the crows.

I know their black feathers,
Their call is cold,
It terrifies me.

I used to count them,
2 is safe,
3 is a warning,
4 is an omen,
5 is too late,
6 is a ******,
Six means death.

So what was I to do,
When I counted seven up in the roost?
I blew them back to hell,
No more counting,
No more omens.
Is killing those **** birds,
Really a crime?

Every night when the winds are hushed,
I whisper,
"Are you listening to the night?"

Every time I whisper,
I hear you whisper back,
"Are you listening to me?"

I'm so sorry,
Let me listen more,
I'd seal my mouth away for you.

Genie, genie please,
How can I be better,
Do better things?

How may I make you happier,
I thought I was doing an alright job,
But let me do more,

I think you'll like it better.

An artist cries the most tears,
For art is a painful thing.
I wither my fingers to bones,
Perfecting every line of poetry.

I want it all to be perfect,
So much it starts reflecting onto my life,
The way I walk, the way I talk, the way I care too much.

Yet I am not perfect,
I'm afraid I never will be,
All this trying,
Is killing me.

I've learned that when times are hard,
The healthiest thing to do,
Is to cut yourself off from everyone,
Until your very last bond fades away.
But that's an example of how,
Not everything we learn is true,
Or at least should be followed,
As if it were a brand new rule.

I had this crazy idea,
What if when we graduate,
I take you far away.

We can live without trouble,
The pains of everyday,
We could do the things we always wanted to.

If we get the time,
While we're living hand in hand,
I'd love to marry you.

Paranoia does it's best work,
When someone disappears,
But you have no clue where it's gone.
No reason or rhyme,
It even seems to slow time,
Ringer on,
Pacing the back lawn.
Disappeared without a trace,
Has something gone wrong?
Have I led to some kind of distaste?
You're going nuts,
Only 40 minutes they've been gone,
Still it blinds your thoughts.
What has happened?
You were just here,
Now you're lost.
Yet for all this grief,
I'll jump at my phones trill,
Just to see,
You fell asleep.

In my mind,
I am in the deep south,
Dancing with Cowboys,
Singing folk songs.
Herding cattle,
Chasing outlaws.

In my mind,
I am in Paris, France,
Waking up with you beside me,
Strolling in the lazy streets.
Chatting with the News-Man,
Drinking coffee at the Cafe.

In my mind,
I'm where I want to be,
I'm with all my buddies.
Time never seems to pass,
How can I get all of that?

1.  Don't write when you're tired.
2. If you must, don't write things you'll regret.
3. Don't treat a serious feeling as a joke.
4. Think fourteen plus times before saying/doing anything.
5. Be available for anything.
6. Only risk what you're willing to lose.
7. Risk only to gain.
8. If you don't think it'll be enjoyed, don't do it at all.
9. Fix problems with more than, "I'm sorry."
10. Please don't write when your tired.

I heard the worst cover of Radiohead,
Some man was singing Creep,
But with a polka swing.

He knew what he was doing,
The crowd wasn't too happy,
Yet, each word he sang,
Came with more pain,
Than the original.

I don't speak often,
When I do I don't speak up,
But that can change.

Two colors rule my mind,
A blue hue,
A red fool.

That doesn't me I'll fight,
It certainly doesn't mean I'll lay down to die.

Life is here,
Then it's not,
One small portion of time,
It's all we've got.
You find things you like,
People too,
I found you.
No second chances,
No time to make up lost dances,
Or even a simple second,
To appreciate what you have.
I blinked,
Then October turned to spring,
Easter flowers came just in time this year,
I can only give them 86 more chances,
To reappear.

I want to escape,
To leave this cloudy place,
Where the rain freezes over,
Leaving a layer of ice,
Wrapped tight around our hands.

I want to leave,
Will you come with me?
The north is bitter,
Rich men plaster their homes with soulless things,
Leaving the poor man's mouth frothing.

I am leaving this place,
Please come with me,
The trail is cold,
Your embrace is warm.
If you say no,
I will stay.

If I had an hour left to live,
I'd spend it here,
Throw some kind of party,
Invite everyone I knew,

Because I would die a legend,

But I know I wouldn't attend,
I'd sneak away with you,
Spend my final moment kissing you.

I want more,
I want less,
I want it all.

"Marry me."
If I could I would,
You have no idea,

So devoted to you,
The single men heckle in their cliques,
But they don't understand,

What this is to me.

I am an idol,
For those looking to find fickle peace,
After years of grueling pain.

I am the title,
To a collection of poems,
Featuring the every raw creation.

I am nothing compared to everything else,
But my creations can be something.

I'm a person,
You made me,
I'm a product of you,
Your loving touch,
I'm a compound,
Your atoms make me up,

The universe has so much matter,
But none of it matters,
Without you,

You,

I make the bed in my heart,
So you have somewhere to sleep,
I carve out room,
Where I store my love for you,

I'm a creature,
But I'm human when I'm around you,

You make me human,
Human,
Human,
Who?

We're separated too much,

You're so far
Away

If I could be there I would,
If my bike had tires I could,

You are a need,
Addiction
Craving
Dream.
My mother warned me about drugs,
Good thing my high is you,

That's cliche,
But I'm at a lack of ways,
To truly just explain,

I

Love

You

If I need an excuse to talk to,
It's that I love you,
Miss you,

Crave you.

You understand me,
I understand you,

We're open, even when we're closed.

It's the feeling of being with you,
The rush of each kiss,
Each time I hold you,

You hug my arm,

This is what it means to be loved,
To be close to someone,

I think I'll be okay.