Phone ringing with the cord cut
     That's the way we like to f*ck
  When we know they know
                    And the walls are just play dough
               And the heat we make turns this shelter to clay
            It makes it so intense we forget what to say
     But it's okay they'd listen anyway
         I'm trying to take the time to see just what makes you tick
         And I was never looking for smoke and mirrors or obvious tricks
            Just your essence and your presence made me question what I know
     What they know
     Walls made of playdough

Dusk turns to night with the lights off
        So silent
    You could hear a pin drop
        Deep breaths slowly fill the air
Rattling these walls made of playdough
            So in sync we don't even care
    That they know we know
Taking the time to take it slow
        In your eyes I see that raging fire
    Of these feelings I will never tire
And your skin embedded in my memories
         Makes me realize what I've always known
    Just your touch and your existence erase the tragedies
          What do they know
  Through these walls made of playdough

Stuck inside
during a New York snowstorm
and the washing machine is humming
and the lady is singing
yeah, yeah, yeah things are
alright
and I'll sit here
and sip my coffee
and slip a klonopin
and I'll be
groovy
not a hippie.
literally, grooving

I have told you about him
About his poison
About his demons
How his demons feed yours
How they dance
Tearing and clawing at each other

I had told you about him
When you came up to me crying
Their was no use in lying
We have been through this before
When he left you on the floor
But ill be here

As you run off with him again
You end up in his bed
Before you know it its happened again

One to many drinks
I'm washing my hands off in the sink
Trying to stop your bleeding
I hope his heart stops beating

One week later and your with him again
Go on with your grin
It will happen again
I wont tell you anymore
Lying on the floor.

The meaning of leaves in
a refreshing cool wind
He chose to live
for friendship
Not for that
other thing

before you **** yourself,
just remember
that there are
places you have not been
and things you have not seen.
and poems to awe
art to draw
fields to walk through,
people to talk to,
music to take in,
games to win,
and books to be read.

so why,
oh why
do you wish
to be dead?

We can run through the race or walk you can be by me or challange me my heart dont care anyway im here by your side or against you baby what do you choose run through the race or walk by me do you wanna win the medal of gold or do you wanna win my heart baby we can run but im hurt you still wanna run or walk by me choose my heart or the crouds well its up to you and the clocks ticking whos heart is it want the medal or my heart

One second you here now your not you've choosen them over me thats ok though im still here.

There is a river that everyone wants to cross.
And everyone wants to be on the other side,
believing that it's there that everything lies.

And some wish to cross it, because
they are running towards something,
while others wish to cross it, because
they are running away from something.

But in the end, it is we who need to build
the bridge, and not wait for someone else
to do it for us.

once had a boyfriend

well was he technically that?

me thinks not

me thinks he just wanted to *** into
ma pants

and a few other assorted boys used this
same line

how they would complain
entangled in the car
hot breath heaving
long deep kisses
bodies writhing
on summer nights
and cold winter ones too

always squirming away
from curiously demanding
hands

after the zipper
between the thighs

warm delicious sensations...

But WAIT....

what will they say tomorrow?

so.... squirming away
never giving in
to the passion arising
high as the sky

frustrated...
these boys
would complain
like a little boy
not getting their new toy

YOU are giving me
BLUE *****

really?  is that really
a condition?
or are you just pulling my
proverbial leg?

and REALLY
it is MY fault?

me thinks not...

in any event
one day it came
to say

well... if you aren't
acquainted with your
right hand
perhaps now is the
time

and if you want a little
variety
use your left

and if you are feeling particularly
frisky
try them both
for the *******!

it worked perfectly for ME
for them
well
i didn't wait
around too
long to
SEE....