I'm 26

Just the ******* children of economic hitmen

Will we have the strength not to give in

Now that we are apart

My blood
My oldest friend
Brother I've missed those songs for too long Again

Ill watch you walk

I'm 31

I don't know you now

Your disposition is stagnant
you don't inspire me

You chose the road

I stayed in one town to reevaluate my perspective  and create new seasons inside of me

Another year gone

We hardly talk

My suitcase packed

Ill be in Zurich soon

But first ill look to you in the bay

No matter what you say

You are the other half of the moon

Meet me in the city.


Ethiopian food on Haight.

Amoeba records

Your finger tips feathered from the cold.

Hurry up.

We are getting old.

Sleepy hollow eyes
Don't tell lies

Don't leave your needles in the toilet

Lifeless empty seat across from me
Starvation is the only meal an addict can stomach

Just around the whitewashed suburban corner
Your body heavy on the living room floor

Your perceptions bleeding
between societies' imposed guidelines to being
and the worlds they have  never seen before

You are the threat
Set against
my southern heart

Every time I think I'm ready to settle down
A new distraction comes along
I am ****** forlorn and lost


The girl who wears lipstick and is witty
You only care I'm pretty
The melodic memory of my mischievous laughter echoing in your chest.

I don't care about money
I care if you're funny
Please hold me close when I am naked and need to rest

True, I like to wander,
but I am my father's daughter

I  can't fill my journals if I don't live my life
The rewritten and worn
The sentimental and scorned
The possessive poem's wife

Two voracious insane/timeless innocence

entitled clarity/ You promise deliverance

You lean across the door/I won't back down from this war

Underneath the guise of a handsome man looking to score/the name of a boy who was buried by his father's love of ******

You are really good at this.

I know you're right.

I belong in your arms if even for a moment.

Your body making demands of my smaller, but capable frame.

Don't pressure me.

I am better at this game.

Even in never never land freedom is divided.
I am the trophy of a boyish man.
Two storms collided.

As I fall lightly through the sky to the earth,
You kiss me violently and like a ghost and disappear into the universe.