Nothing is real.
My heart weighs heavy with
Your misplaced sorrow
And distorted vision of
Life.
Who am I to tell you
That how your feeling is
Wrong, or unnatural
Or harmful.
The words,
Which tumble
Thoughtlessly from
My lips,
Fall into a shallow pool
Of "I love you"
And "I'm here".
But, I'm not there,
In the dark
Twisted canals of your
Volitale mind.
Ears pressed against the speaker
Of the fogged up screen of my iPhone,
I beg you not to do it.
You can't.
Not now.
It's too soon.
Something is taking it's course,
Slowly building up momentum,
Weaving in and out of the
Warped and hazy
Picture
That is your life.
Don't hide from it,
Or claw at the fabric of existence,
Trying to escape it.
Embrace it.
Nothing is real.

I think, perhaps, that I
may have been born for a different time
Maybe my soul rested too early
On an infant never meant to be me.
I look around, and it seems so strange,
People dig for shallow ore; I seek a deeper vein-
but those who skim the surface are rewarded
It seems like all my hopes are thwarted
by our reality, such a subtle thing,
that defines who we are by how we gleam
with gold and glitter, all so transient-
I think friends and memories are more significant
Everyone calls accepting this reality "growing older"
So you become less of yourself? Get lost in folders
and numbers and binders and paper; and days
are slipping by, as you're getting paid
For what? To own a house you never see?
Drive a nice car to a place you hate to be?
NO.
No, I say, this is a better solution:
NEVER. GROW. UP. That's my resolution.
****. Fight. Dream. While you're still young, retire.
Throw all your junk out and set it on fire.
Move to a place that you've never been.
Make friends, fall in love, and then do it again.
Never get settled; never set down your roots;
always try the new, and I tell you the truth-
You'll find you live richly with far less wealth,
and your life will have meaning-one you gave it yourself.

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder.
You ponder, on where’s he’s at, who he’s with, and what’s he’s doing?
He could be ******* you over, and now he’s the player you’re the game.
The lying game, something so easy and so cunning.
Running from this story to that, just so you can save your ***
Because you want to have you’re cake and eat it too.

“Dear Joan, I’m sending you this letter because I’m not the man you thought I was.
I’m the heartless snake that only cares for my own feelings. I wish there was a better
way to tell you but this will have to do. Remember last year, you know Jessica the secretary
that I introduced you to? Yeah, days turned to weeks, and weeks turned to months. There’s no
better way to say this but, it’s over. Me and you, were finished, finito’, done. Don’t call me, don’t
text me, because it will be a waste of your time. Now I didn’t commit a crime, but adultery.  
A sin, something I’m not proud of but, I’ll carry to my grave because I fell in love with another woman
You may hate me now, but I hope you understand later, that I didn’t want to be the father of your son
or your daughter.”

Sincerely, you’re *******.

Listen to you with your lip-synch promises
You kiss me and take a bite with acid tongues
Spiked with sugary smiles
Your words are liquid lead
Your letters bleed loudly through their envelopes
Bubbling like broken dreams
How do you know what you seem to know?
It is a black skinned paperclip globe
A slow ticking suffering sickly
Strobing life

Watch you with your face of clay and prosthetic eyes
You stroke me and scratch with a headless finger
Sliding in my heart to lay your egg sac
Whenever you speak
Your words are biting back laughter
How can I take you seriously?
You hair in black chains
With synthetic singing locks
Double tracked and prerecorded
Sensual loops

Just please don't tell me I will never be able to kiss you again.
Never be able to hold you again
Never be able to have *** with you again
Never be able to have a more than a friend connection with you again.
I don't know how I will be able to manage.
I am just telling you this now, don't be surprised if one day I just randomly grab your face and kiss it.
I don't even care if you get mad.
Because I know it will all be worth it.
It will be worth the pain.
I want to make you realize that you mean everything to me.
You have affected me in so many ways.
You are literally,
literally,
a part of me now.
I do so many things now that I didn't before I met you.
You liked them, so I thought I could try to like them too.
I did things for you that you don't even know that I did.
But I love you.
I love you.
You are a part of me now.
You are my better half.
My stronger half.
And you're not even my half.
You're not even mine.

Your as lively as a brick
And cold as ice.
Your clock no longer ticks,
For your time has run out.
Your  forced to wonder about
For all eternity,
But here you can find a friend in me.
I cannot take you above or below,
but here you shall stay.
You always are the same.
Never older, nor younger.
You never tire, nor hunger.
I can always find you in this place,
the place with the stones,
one stone in particular, lies what's left of you.
Your soul and bones.