Off--
in a day dream
my mind in the clouds...
like my coffee, with cream.
my thoughts are jagged,
twisted and upturned...
stirred, until... well blended,
and THEN-- served
Hot And Molten
Liquid and Golden.

i tried to speak
from studdered speech
my thoughts, my mind are clear,
but you dont see
where i came up with it dear.
so i cut my hair
to ease my pain
but it looks like i will suffer again

closet confession
broken strings, woven into habit
im the one in curly cues
running like a mad rabbit

"im late, im late, for a very important date!"
said i
as i [too] wondered if alice was cast aside
while this life was given another stride
to change, to become
to have another one.
open your eyes.

feasting on a cool breeze
ocean blues, tropical means
its coarse, yet unrefined
walking on the atlantic coastline.

heavenly
tipsy, drinking in
sights, delights, a few odd sides
im intoxified.
swinging around poles, singing gleefully
because of the tall waters,
divine despair
is it too humid in here?
or can i not breathe in this murky air?

headrush,
spinning, sirens whirl above me...
at thirty five thousand feet
to ascend, devour
the happiness, anxiety for a few short--
hours?

click, flash,
paparazzi, lights--
"welcome to miami"
art deco, delight...
on the beaches, slightly still
drunk in nightlife.

laughter, singing
whats the language?
what the hell are they saying?
i hear hapiness, sanity...
at feet, equal to the sea[s]

so watch me,
im merely *******
in english, please... tell me
what is spanish for
"What the ****?"

tethered to this foreign being
that quakes, shakes, and rumbles
-- uncontrolled--
is it living?
is it being... something or someone?
who is to really know?

bound down and forced to walk
forced to open up and talk
when silence has never condemned me
of befuddled reasoning, unsuspecting..
of those whom are meant to be?

rattled, my cages.
pressed against me, and now ages.
do i restrict? dare i defile?
how come i gave you more...
and walking alone in this aisle?
yes, dare me.
mind-**** my senses, rusty in your own delight?
can i tell you, can i make you devour...
your sticky resin and my fright?

see what you want me to,
who cares, right?
opened me up, shut me down,
scaring me, taking the night?

is this to your own accord?
to linger, the stench retracting and retracing
routes to memories.
like scouts in the forest, going on instinct.

so in a resticted, list-driven place; its a life, a ****** up rat race
holding me back-- showing me only what i lack,
no praise, marginal raise,
a hum-drum rountine, of ringing and singing...
retorts, personal escorts, and plans to demand
in sugar-coated lines and scripts... written by mindless man
performing over and over again
[...] turning over and over like a songs refrain;

to what will remain?
when this tethered bond releases?
and its only my name...
that keeps the mind from going insane?

I was dark and gray,
I was night and slept all day.
I was violent, borderline insane
Funny thing, love...
But do you remember me?
Do you remember my name?

I am day
Sometimes, I sleep at night,
I somehow always forget to turn off the light.
Some say there is always another.
I beg to differ,
Do you care to debate?

I remember looking on your hands,
Seeing the more tempting Aspects--
I saw your past, Our Future.

The greatest test, this.
See if I go overboard, make a change.
So far its all wonderful.
Except one thing, I cannot forget you.

Midnight, three sheets in the wind,
Bellowing in the breeze, As if I were free...
I cannot dream, only able to muffle my screams...
Torture, on my mind,
As I lost not only once,
I cannot fathom Twice?

Have you seen your reflection?
Remember? your Promise?
Return the favor,
Our love, I will Always savor.

I see you everywhere,
The melodies of what I need to do,
What I should have done...
To cry tears is weakness, And--
My subtle strength.

Now I manage to smile,
After the test drive,
I am ready for the rest of my life...
Do you remember me?

it started with a kiss
a shiver up my spine,
then that look
its classic, straight out of the textbook
Mine.

graced into innocence
bloomed into life
thank you, thank you
so coat it... be direct
I know... What is next

there was a heated moment
that fire, that skin felt
touched in ways
that can only be dreamt
a rise, plateau, and slow decesend
over and over
like waves of the ocean
arisen within me.

sleepless nights
the day often replaying in my mind
time after time

beautiful days,
spent walking in nature
sun shining, details aside--
come along, its going to be a wild ride.

turning out the lights,
smooth and true...
from innocence to now
what am i to make of this?

experience,
being there, a few times before.
the warmth along my bones
the shivers in my spine.
capture me.

at 3 am i am here
rather than asleep
reflecting my heart
mind, body, and soul---
into the unknown.