"Love is patient,
love is kind
and is not jealous"
>>>why is jealousy now an easy frame of
mind
my own ******* business<<<
past is past
don't let these fleeting feelings be the only thing that
lasts

firsts

this is no introduction to a new kind of
hurt.

"love is not provoked,
does not take into account a wrong suffered"
the fight to be rational
keeps

getting


tougher.

enamored, disgusted, confused, what's true?
now i'm drinking as much as you
growing fat and always tired
i can't believe it when I'm told I "inspire"
crawl into my ******* bed
stare you down while you're giving me head

overthinking
overdrinking
over all this mindless sinking

"[love] rejoices with the truth;
bears all things,
believes all things,
hopes all things,
endures all things"

back in a hole

Oh, America….
how can you be enthralled with Trump
dumping on Mexicans and insulting the handicapped
hair piece flapping in the wind
almost as much as his gums –
dumb hicks with ****** chicks
lick ***** of donkey
if they vote that fool
El Prez
and give him the keys
to the nuclear arsenal –
my minds reels at the possibilities
******-bag ball-licking ***** face
at the seat of power
offering the impoverished
cake
or worst
nothing but catch phrases and clichés
intending on inspiring the masses
elevate themselves to a similar status
of ‘The Donald’ –
not all of us have mob ties
and millionaire family members
not that many Americans
can support a failing casino
or be the star of a television show
most of us
are just people trying to make the best
of an increasingly ****** up situation
made exponentially worse
by this *******’s real chance
at becoming the leader
of the free world –

Can you teach me how to smoke,
At the indoor pool?
Cannabis and chlorine
On a night so cool.
I can ditch the white pills
Without crushing the moon,
If you can roll something up
Without killing the mood.
         What's left to prove
If it's just me and you?
I mean, you and I
Decide
If we have any rules.
We can feel, we can chill.
We can deal with the truth.
                   Cannabis and chlorine.
Fuse green with the blue.
Cannabis and chlorine.
A mixture of hues.
All you gotta do
Is make my lungs so confused.
Cannabis and chlorine,
When it's just me and you.
Can you teach me how to smoke
At the indoor pool?

find it so simple to push one idea,
way of life,
(you)
away, and hop on board another
i still hate the way you play
even more now that i hear myself in it.
your creativity always astounded me...

"each one teaches me something"
so i say
while i slowly realize i share in all of their worst qualities
boredom and pride
attachment and irrationality
introversion and doubt [your recent contribution]

please stop undermining your
                          convictions
               knowledge
       opinions
they are there due to genuine care.

~integrity, steadiness, honesty, clarity~
you know the components...
use them!

wonder not, "what if"
but think, i can

a minute used to create the excuse
is better spent showing them why you
do not need one.

                         you know
                            you can

"demand to play what you want to hear"

after a few mouthfuls,
masks are grown from harsh liquids,
they soften our muscles,
ease our aches,
lead us to believe that strangers are soul mates,
lets dance,
while we all embrace our artificially composed friends.

i miss the heat of whispered gasps and tangled legs and i cannot help but wonder if there will ever come a day where technology has evolved and taken over so forcibly that we will forget what human touch feels like. i don't believe that even the smartest of computer geniuses could program the warmth of your hands into any micro chip. my nerves are still buzzing from the last touch and it's almost as if i've touched a socket with wet hands. we share a love that can never be outdated; a love that is water proof and forever charged, with passion that burns brighter than any electrical fire.

- o.m.h

all humans, i believe
are like rocks alongside the ocean
beautiful and strong
from a distance
but once you get up close
you see the barnacles that cover the surface,
the ants that crawl in the crevices,
and feel the smoothness,
caused by the ocean constantly crashing against it, over and over
until one day, the mighty boulder
that sits upon this large earth
is nothing but sand
at the bottom of the deep blue sea