Waverly

Waverly Dec 2011

Why is this a joke that we make when we're drunk?

"Mane, that girl's so fine,
I think
I might **** her," Heck laughs.

I don't know how the conversation
dawdled
to this.

I don't know where we came from.

But it's here now.

The bones are loose,
the mind is loose,
the lips are loose.

And we end up saying things
without knowing
that we're saying them.

We here ourselves talk,
and the hurt
is numb.

Sometimes i wonder about the inner-workings of the human soul. But Heck is not an evil person. And he would never **** a girl. But it was said. And I still love him, because he's my homie and he's been there through it all. But I just want to shake the soul of man sometimes. Just to wake the soul up to its own drunkeness.

Waverly Dec 2011

Around 2 am.

When Me and Ashley fight
it becomes a contest
to see who can yell the loudest;
vis a vis
who is angry enough
to go crazy
and chop the other's head off.

That's the only time either of us
will shut up,
when we know that
we will both sleep
with our eyes open
tonight.

Sometimes we ****
when we get bored
around 2 am
with keeping our eyes open.

Waverly Dec 2011

Planes.

At 21,
I am the scaredest
I have ever been
in my entire
life.

More scared
than I ever think
I will be
ever again.

And it's not that concrete fear,
like the kind you feel
when someone's yelling in your face
and your tip-toeing sanity
with them.

Naw.

It's the kind of understated,
weightless fear
of being in a plane.

Waverly Dec 2011

Smurf.

I make
stupid decisions
when I'm drunk.

I drink whiskey without food
and puke up yellow bile.

I put my hands on girl's *****
who have protective boyfriends
and get into shouting
and physical
matches
with dudes I can't remember.

I talk about love
and stupidity
in the same
sentence.

And I yell
like a *******.

Sometimes I yell some incoherent
*******,
while Josh drives back to the crib,
****
about how
I love the girls I can never ****,
**** the girls I could never love,
and don't know ****
about love
in the first place.

That's what I mean by stupid.

I'm a smurf that doesn't know it's blue
when I'm drunk.

Blue smurf.

Waverly Dec 2011

Mike Jones.

SO
high
we ******
up
right
NOW.

ALL
we do is
YELL AND LAUGH
in the crib.

I BROKE
the xbox
a couple times,
so
WE BOUGHT MORE,
MACK
came through
TALKING ****,
so I hurled
THE LAST BOX
in a splatter of shiny
FRAGMENTS.

SOMETIMES
the neighbors
come up,
come through
for a little purp.

WE
on the
COME UP.

Waverly Dec 2011

For This.

A lucid mind
is bad for this.

For this
you need to be
broken
or
bruised.

Waverly Dec 2011

Conflagration.

We are just one
big conflagration.

One hope
for oxygen
as we spread over the earth
in fire
hoping to burn
forever.