An electric blue hand
reaches out to him
from across an ocean
of thick water as Luna
undresses for all to see.

He doesn't hesitate
to embrace this stranger
from a strange land.

This dark and violent ocean
between their mouths,
with it's terrible secrets and
crushing indifference,
is no match for the
smell of her ink
on her paper
in his hands.

he's everything I've ever wanted
but I know one thing he is not-
when we kiss the only feeling I have is his lips
it's not like when I used to kiss you
my whole body would be overwhelmed I felt "love"
when I lay in his arms it's not the same
I remember I would lay on your chest
and I would just listen to your heart beat
I remember thinking it was the most beautiful thing in the world
that if the day ever came that your heart beat stopped I would be devastated
my whole world would crumble
with him I don't get that same feeling
And I fear that I never will again.

Is there a heaven for me?
The remnants of my life
Only filled with ill-disposed darkness
Living with an unstable family of alkali metals
It's hard for me to live up to what you expect from me
Unable to grasp the simple point of living
Living in a world filled with corresponding atoms
Atoms that don't combine only collide
To form an atomic bomb
Waiting to explode
I'm just looking for a solution
To the problem that's within us all.
The point of living in a world
ill-disposed with darkness