Strung out.
used.
forgotten.
There is something about the way you told me I would be yours forever,
that made me believe you.
Something hidden inside of the smile I loved.
Something undescribable.
Inviting me into my doom.
You quickly flipped the script and I was alone.
Not that you didnt like me, you said.
But that you werent ready to invest.
Invest?
Invest?!
Tell me you werent ready to invest..
Thats how a relationship starts.
That is what a relationship is.
Im so confused.
You know you didnt want to invest in me.
So why should I invest my time into writing this about you.
Hurt speaks in many ways.
But I invest my pain into poetry.

Skyscrapers and mango trees wearing boxer briefs.

The tantalizing wind blows caressing paperclips and mortuary signs—
turning them indigo red for we all know that dead bodies are nothing but dead.

Hymns of love and soliloquies of the unconscious ego—
Id of our time but men of the past be our hero.
Leaving to wonder, if king Nebuchadnezzar was a crack-feign
would Coca Cola still educate penguins on the importance of Lesbian Existence?

For in this war of life, cockroaches are the real winners,
and the taste of excellence is only reserved for fire extinguishers —

so if nuclear clouds persist,
let the fire burn with love and you lay on the bed of oblivion
cuddling the moral that capitalism leads to schizophrenia.

So insure your sanity for free 99, this, with warm regards from yours truly,

                                                               ­              Rhizome of Golgotha.

I swore I'd leave this place
Knew the whole time that I was
running away
from that shattered home,
that dead friend, that distraught heart pump

I knew it from the start
of the words that dripped from her tongue
                        It's
                             o
                                v
                             ­      e
                                       r
I knew I'd be running
that was the last straw
I'll use it to drink up
Jägermeister
snort up powder
crush up pills
I knew I was running but still
it's really hard to be a fugitive
from myself.

I hurt
All over
There’s an aching in my chest
A pressure; a soreness like I’ve been smoking all night
I cannot breath
I’m exhausted
I’ve been in bed all day
I feel like I could sleep forever
I’ve lost my appetite
It feels like I haven’t eaten in days
I’m cold
An icy, persistent cold
I never feel this way
And I don’t like it
But don’t worry
I’m not depressed
I just have the flu

I don't think we are afraid of the dark.
No, more of what it so effortlessly conceals.
An unforeseeable threat lurking in the infinite darkness.
It plays a sly little waiting game,
Like an opponent anticipating the move of a chess piece,
Sure to be the next tragic victim...
Until,

Checkmate.

Arms woven tightly
                  across my anxious chest
    My legs are spun together
                                       protecting the nest
I am ready.

                                                                                  There is excitement,                            nervousness
                                                             euphoria                                              fear.

                                                                                          I feel the world's array
                                                                                     flying over me,
                                                                                pulsing around me.
                                                                         The hearbeat of the stingray
                                                                                                                           throbbing throughout the sea.

The current, she is cold
                                  but the heartbeat keeps me warm.

I am a fetus of the ocean
My mother is the sea
                                                              My father will not let me drown
                                                              For he's the music guiding me.
                      
                             Leading me to adventure
                                                                                   to creation
                                                                                                                   to love
preparing my mind to see.