Sometimes I dream that I'll spontaneously combust,

Or that my body will one day turn to rust.
I dream about fearing death,

And wake up out of breath.
Then I remember it's just a dream,

It makes me want to scream.
Because I know the world is full of life,

But death still remains its wife.

If only you knew.
Now it doesn't hurt
but if I'm quiet and everything is
Still
I grasp your absence
That funny feeling
It stings so.
If only you knew l.

O Love! thou makest all things even
In earth or heaven;
Finding thy way through prison-bars
Up to the stars;
Or, true to the Almighty plan,
That out of dust created man,
Thou lookest in a grave,--to see
Thine immortality!

Outside drizzle not seen
except through
silhouettes of trees.
An old Nikon swings
from the strap
on my neck.

I get excited
about the tree
next to
the most photographed tree.
I let my finger
rest on the wet trigger
and never shoot.

seth's best mix was a bottle
of boodles
and tonic
the rest of the night persisted
with wine and perspiration.

when we die will it be like this?
a vision when sleeping
or a wish when weeping.
the rest of our lives are drowned
in caps and empties.

fog covers the mountaintops
through the hole in the wall
as we escape from under
gin-scented drapes. i pour
maple syrup on your waffles.

You are the girl,
the girl with sunken eyes
the girl whose hair is a mess with no brush
whose life is a mess with no luck
the angel with a black heart that has been stepped on one too many times
you are  the girl who has no conscience
but whose mother raised her to be a goddess
but instead she’s here, you’re here
alone, kinda

John Keats
John Keats
John
Please put your scarf on.

The clocks were counting down
10
9
8
7
All the way to 1
New Year's Eve
It was a matter of chance
Or was it?
You kissed me on the lips
It was just a peck
Near meaningless
But we were drunk.
Scratch that
i was drunk
You were too drunk
You said
just sit with me
And I did
Until you fell asleep
And I pretended
To not be that uncomfortable
Your body resting gently
Crushing the ever living hell out of my right arm
And I didn't mean to wake you
When I had to take my jacket off
I was hot but
I'm glad you woke up
Even for five minutes
Slightly smiling and very tired
I put my hands on your eyelids
And said
back to sleep
And that's just what we did
And it was great