shark, boi.

Some girls
Make me hesitate
Some girls
Make me think twice
About the years
Spent obsessing over you

I mean

We only dated for a year
I was nineteen, and you
Were twenty-three
But it was a drop of honey
& My brain chemistry

And besides I love them through you,
You should know you're quite dissolved
Quite precipitated
Kind of like my fall

But what never quite leaves me
Is the burn from how you'd smile
What big skies you held captive in your eyes
With strong, muscular thighs
Little golden hairs
And impervious bones of glass

Every angle you bend the sun is genius
And you give it
A shot of firewhiskey

Pull out all your hair and set yourself on fire *****,
I don't care if you're clawing because you're evil
Or clawing because you're sick

Wish you'd twist around a telephone pole
And shatter with your windshield

You folded lies and launched them,
Used time to spin them up.

///

I saw you using your own blood to write my name in the center of town
Spinning stories to gain attention

You fed blood to your resentment
And now, you're stuck in a lie

You're willing to go there,
You're ****** in the mind.

I've become feral and foam at the mouth

Now I've got a knife because life is a crime

If I **** out my jugular, don't raise a doubt

Kathrine Kalecik could crash

& I'd laugh.

Writing her lies in the center of town.

well didn't you like the rain!
wasn't it soothing?
when it fell straight into your fancy receptacle,
cooling your blood
as it ran through those luxurious tubes
that surround your body?

well isn't it soft,
when a pretty girl lets you bottom out
in her bed
and on her couch?

well wasn't the rain so lovely,
when November couldn't be everything you wanted,
you had to reschedule that brunch with Bernice--
and you wrote a little poem
about how nice the rain is
in the fall.

well i don't like the rain at all!

it's wet and it's cold
when you can't sleep
and you can't get a job.

and i tried
a lot harder
than you did.

Something's happened to you,
Joseph k.
Something bad
And you can't explain it to anyone
And all of a sudden you're here
Sitting in front of all these judges

My blonde college goddess knows all about that thing
It burns hot around her pupils as she takes another pull at the river
A solid girl
A kayak woman
And she pushes back the earth another hair of a degree

On her morning run.

She doesn't stop for anyone

Cheshire cat, Cheshire cat
Your smile lights up these nights
Send down a long golden braid
And pull me up
To the sunshine island
Where two lovers can shine

They roll over in the morning,
Then slither through town like snakes
Tongues flicking to sniff out pools of sun

Then on the couch in the afternoon,
Roll over
And again on the counter--
He cooks the way she always wanted
Her muscles wrapped tight around bone,
Muscles like porcelain,
She is very smooth

She tucks him into bed
(She is very snug)
And kisses him once more, slowly
Before sleeping
Cheshire cat love, a secret
He is no longer keeping

Oh where did you go,
My love
When you passed right through my fingers?

And did it hurt
When you fell from heaven?

...

My fifteen minutes of fame was cut in half
But I'm lucky it wasn't my brain,
Just hanging on by a silver hair.

I'll fall apart to the way you stained the sunshine,
With little token glimpses into whirling planets
With alien inhabitants

I'll keep it together with the way you fold in artisanry,
Or that eagle you put in my sky,
Or the kegels you do
To keep me satisfied.

And I'll fall apart to the way you say my name--
To the way
To the way we forgot this ever even happened.

You're a dead duck floating morbidly in April's sunny pond
How anyone'll ever talk to you I'll never know
I'm hardly interested
Don't come to me with those questions
Didn't you hear his last squawk

I watch you shiftily between the reeds,
Waiting for you to do something but you never came

Now you have me feeling like a crazy man,
Out kneeling by this pond and peering between the reeds

It smells here

I think I'm just gonna pack up & head back home

the second we touch we go stale
unless we nurture the fountain together
we respect its gentle graces and
FIST IT IN THE ***
******* stupid fountain
WHERE DID YOU COME FROM

no, the sky is not blue
it is gritty,
and tan

now it's black
hard to breathe
but the sun
's on my back.

no, the sky is not blue
and it couldn't spawn you
all your mecha,
and ****
all the ****
that you rock

never practiced guitar
i just noodled around
never wrote out a novel
just sat on the ground
and arranged different leaves
with the things that i found
back when textbooks and teachers
to my life were bound

my head in the sand
i'll die an old man
let down, high and dry
by a lazy, scared boy shaking
like a leaf
oh, that was almost something
let's keep it

*what is litotes again
what is ...paraprosdokion?

Aries' hair falls on your face

Heavenly curtains
The color of mahogany

Her cheeks are perky with a radiant smile
Her skin too tight to pinch

The wind picks up and she blows away
Like a dandelion seed hanging just by a fiber
Off of your chest and into the sky

You watched her float away like a little kid
And his birthday balloon.

...

There is nothing wrong about that.

i love not knowing

feeling up the walls with thoughts of you
i love not knowing what you're doing
i'd almost ask you not to tell

i love to wonder what you're doing
and thinking of your feet
in holey socks

but knowing's better
because it's the ***** of your neck
and kissing is even better
because, your little golden hairs in the sun

...

they're ours.

they belong to the whole human race,
like scars.

they swim out of my love
and they're all that you will find
if you pounded on my vision
and began to crack the sky.

i can't carry on with
these empty, dying eyes
i'll find a little fire
to rejuvenate awhile
i can't hold a candle
without it blowing out and dyin'
and i can't hold a candle
to the way that you been tryin'...

i'm another person
with more needs and less too offer
i can't carry on with
these empty, dying eyes
i might lose my mind
to the demon of frustration
but when i lay a demon flat,
i call it demonstration

know that youth is fleeting
see the patterns all repeating
catch yourself with grace
before the grace you have left dies
i can't carry on with
these empty dying, eyes
i've got to hold them carefully
at least i've got to try

i care about your shot dude,
and all that goes along
i care about your singing
and i care about your song
i was blessed
with real sensitive skin
i try not
to cry about it
but when she puts me up on top
i can try to help you out

Need I say more?

Detectives are dissolvable
When viewed like a disease

When kept safe from infection,
Evil finds its ease

So many different methods
To burn away two pleas

For sick and sad attention,
They never wanted these

A minor operation
We'll have to cut the eyes
Oh no, the mouth is spurting on--
I guess it's telling lies
Incision at the jugular
Explosion, all the same
With one clandestine movement
You'll never know my name

Detached, perfunctory
Put your mind to it
Whatever my affect is
It is in poor health

How does this occur
What is going on
I am only here
Is death a deletion

Receded and receding
Come out of your shell
Learn a little Spanish
Or you'll start to smell

Lived and not living
Given but not giving
Pull yourself up by your boots
Roots and flutes and glutes and fruits

There's no sign
Of the places where you left
Park benches where you slept
No scent
No trail
To find your body

No evidence of hatred where you bled
They used bleach to watch the stains
Your aching heart
Was played
Like a pop song on the airwaves, baby we've got it made

But I'm crumbling
And I think it's my fault
You poured the concrete and I'm following
My center of gravity
My center of gravity
My center of gravity

Take time to laugh at
All these late night philosophers
Float your thoughts
Upon an endless ocean

Take time to notice
When it walks right past you
What's your answer
For an endless ocean?

Tell my God
To arch her back
We will cross
Every gap

Found my answer
For an afternoon
Sadie hates it
When you kiss the moon

If you fell from my sky,
Well I,
I wouldn't be quite sure what to say,
Which way
To twist my ugly face
There's no bite of me
That could taste sweet to you
These days.

Well, what a sad disgrace.

I circumscribed my world
It's true
With little glyphs
And memories of you,
My New
My learn to smile 2
Reminder to be true
A deep and solemn blues

Dearah, I can feel my heart
Latch on to something
When I think of you

tightly bound in a symmetrical web of muscle,
her skull is her chariot in this world
she's a solid arrow
pointing in the direction of her faith,
though you claim to have none,
sharp--and brimming with love,
though you claim
to be so empty,

heedless of their jabs and grabs,
the engine is alive in blue coals
held there by one who knows something
deeper there, somewhere inside...

and when the system breaks down
she holds her grace.
so much is vibrant with this woman
pushing past her definition
iron strong
but nothing's normal--
just the way
i like it.

Something in me melts with Richard Feynman everytime,
I wanna get excited about life.

Flowers shoot up when the man speaks about physics,
A new puppy is born whenever he finds a good analogy.

<3

i can't bring myself to it
it wants to live so bad,
cultivate.

but i can't wrench my mind together
it's howling, rushing in
suffocate.

i just don't seem to care as much
i always seem to **** this up
apathy

i was supposed to be so brilliant
but i'm just venting, babe
it's not gonna happen--
this is killing me.

I'd rather spend my life wondering
Than to wound you in good conscience
Because they act like it's cool
Say it's just another broken rule

To pick it apart... is good!
Because you will see
The truth will rest on bare bedrock
The responsibility rests on the body you haul around
Driving that car places you know you shouldn't **** around

And we will end your vacation quickly,
Pull you in close and tell you how we really feel,
O Times
Because you are a *******,
Never meant to rule the world with plastic hands.

The distance between us is staggering.

December showed up dead
Her limp body supported by a gaggle of murderers
Between them little sense was made

The peonies were poisoned,
The hydrangeas were hiding,
The tulips were passing *******
And the roses don't even know what hit them

I curled up in the mulch

There was a pretty blonde girl,
Projectile vomiting

I will freeze your ***** and keep it in a ziploc
To feel closer to life
You will go on to make beautiful love mandalas on the very brow of the universe

I've got all this dead fruit
I think it's time for a change

Not sure why,
But I'll be thinking of you when I die

It was just the way
The rain drummed on the balcony window
In your bedroom.

The whole world is just a long, irritating noise
Buzzing rudely past paradise
Our year is what pivots my life
I can't--
I won't
Will not change that in my mind.

Because you are my stella star
Something to always go back to
It didn't hurt that much
I'll love you forever,
And I don't know why.

you don't have to face it.

you can just fold fleshy time
into the space where you hurt kandace,
or into cracks in the pavement
hit it with drugs like round-up for god's good garden,
you don't have to face it

tell them your blood's black instead
of red,
do this by telling them your blood's still red--
oh what
did you ever
mean?

there was never a nuclear bomb to hide away
it started with just a rattling on the left axle
but you kept bailing out

you were never mister celebrity jesus
you were Himself,
but
you don't have to face it.

The instrument is raw,
Its cause is raw
But when it reigns in its focus,
Sends the world in a flourish

We are sewn together.
Was it to learn
How not to be a monster?

Are we really here together
In the only space there is--
Meatsacks,
Til we soon collapse?

waste of time, waste of breath
inimical, i am, to myself--
what gentle ***** are you carving now?
or adjusting your machine, now resting
on the bed... the gentle *****
of your neck
pulsing with life.

she loves a man with cactus skin
inside her heart, the world begins
it's curled up there
kept safe and warm
and in her eye
a twirling storm

performing for an audience
he shrinks to see his inner self
and up on someone's pedestal
retracts his spines for smoother skin

an evil eye reflects the light
of hotel room, some other night
where everything collides just right
but not here,
where this bead
meets a page

i play with the holes in my brain
like a kid who picks his nose
a privileged, snot-nosed little brat
who counts up all his woes

i'll try to trade them in for love
no Teller will accept
i told the Teller Tell me something
found myself bankrupt

i think a human currency
is not as bad as it could be:
i've come to make my first deposit
You're beautiful--
Now tell me something!

I can take you down
When I speak of death...
But honey, this'll never be anything less
Nothing less

Yes, yes yes.
I do confess
To seducing God
In a tight black dress...

The spoils are mine.
Now,
We're perfectly entwined.

Is war a freak
Or is he our nature
Is Ares meek
Or Mars the future?

Are factions real,
And do they suffer?
Or are they better,
*******?

Touch me and you'll know me
Where and when you touch me
Do you feel what's steady
And what's softer, giving way?

Do you feel what's present
And have you daftly learned to trust it?
How will you ever know, my love

What I really was?

So wedding rings have melted,
Or else they're just like roses.
And vouchers of commitment
Need I say another word?

But solid as my bones are here--
A skeletal opinion.
Not that it really matters
But is this a sacred stance?

She laughed and tossed her hair aside
And speaking to an alien
She said, "This man interesting
But never learned to dance."

Sparks fly from the wreck behind,
The wind carries them into a deep May dusk
Extinguishing their life

The wildflowers are blowing
And glowing
With the fire and the rain.

This is the direction I will face from my affect
Casually smoke a cigarette and carry on conversation with two nightingales
Til the early morning hours
Unable assuage my burning conscience

There's a nexus of twisting connective tissue

There's a deep connection between that wreck and my brain,
Between the fire and the rain and the sweat on my face.

There is a lot of swearing and a tearing away
There's a storm and a path that leads to my grave.

my love
she is noir-et-blanc
she sits by
the riverbanks
of my eyes;
she swims inside.

she swims and swims and swims inside
she swims, comes up to rest again

and what do you think?
mi amor, esta
colorida.
pero todo lo que ella sabe
is a world that makes her
black or white.

when it comes to precious,
beating hearts...
where is there room for grey?
and so,
she is noir-et-blanc
while holding many shades:

for there upon deliberation
on the precipice
lives the product of a life
under working eyes--

is she fair or stormy-skied,
do her flowers grow?
could you build a house on her?
and is she high, or low?

Bubbles approach
Let's hear what they have to say

You need to tell me when,
I gotta tell you too:
I'll be a lost cause
If you want me to.

You need to push the pin
I need that sweet red juice
I'll be a bad *****
If you want me to.

A bad *****, bad attitude.
Bad *****, bad attitude.

Don't cry to me,
I'm not in the mood
I'll be a lost cause
If you want me to

When these walls are thick
You're in the other room
A lost cause
Cuz you want me to

You need to put me there
Where you can say I'm square
You need to
Feel **** in your underwear
But you need to change
I don't mean to stare
I'll be a
Bad ***** if you want me to

Bad *****, I'm not in the mood

I'll be a bad, bad, girl, daddy.

Wake up, wake up and
Roll your eyes at the world
Know it'll all be over soon

Don't you dare seize
Any ******
Opportunities
You know you're only gonna meet your doom

And when the sunrise
Meets your eyes
You'll take it
As an insult
Be offended that you're even alive

You're too offended to be alive!

Scratch at those walls
Until your fingernails bleed
You know you're only gonna waste your time
Tall walls of time
Now are calling you home
Feel them hug you, it can feel...
Sublime!

As your organs decay inside your body, today
Take a second to remember this:
Your heart just moves around your blood, silly girl
Your brain is what you use to kiss.

I like the way
Your smile cracks the sky
I like the way you vibe
Always took me for a ride

The chasm doesn't gleam
But all your black is sleek
It flickers just like teeth
In the space before my body

But where is the light coming from?

So come sit for a while and talk with me
We could talk about the things I don't wanna be
If you wanna be mine
It might be a bad time
But I'll try and level with everything you say

he is the carnival bear
with the best balance
on two wheels
he traverses sketchy curb cuts
and stays upright,
stays cool

blackfoot busker: i love the sun
it comes in slanted. woulda missed ya--
but glanced at you while passing Earth.

i'm glad he did. what keeps me going
a daisy chain reaction fusing

us. what floats around your mind, my brother
inside your eyes' sarcastic smile?

were you just looking at the devil?
i fondled my sardonic heart.

so while you're here, you may as well...?
but keep your ocean swell a secret--
like children we have never seen
except their screaming wounds that face
the world.

but keep your ocean swell a secret--
like cradle snatchers, velvet clad
that move through love
to slop up sugared guts.

keep it a secret--
like the wilderness, or skylines
like mud, or brown gulf water.

like happiness, or harvest moons
or anyone you've ever met.

I was thinking about dressing as a nerdy comic scientist,
And going into town and running experiments

To show you I'm still alive,
To show you I'm not just some boring dead guy

I'd bring a measuring tape or a ruler
And see if the grass grew any longer after you stepped on it
See if the river ran any slower when you walked by

And if people asked what it is we were doing
I'd ask them to rate you on a scale from 10 to 10

And I'd just joke around with them like that
Do funny things,
It'd be the weirdest date ever.

There's love in that muscle
Love sparked between bodies spun by nucleotides
Nucleotides rolling around and reacting in the mud
Making fools and heroes and liars and cynics of us

I'd love a strong core
I'd love to meet someone
And show them who I am
And to find more love in that world

I'd hate to be abandoned
And be all alone
And feel worried
And insulted
And told in different ways
That I don't matter

This is my treasure.

Doesn't it mean anything to you?

see me,
are you surprised
you little blue boy
screaming with black eyes?

I'm not sure why
You got black and blue eyes
Mine stayed pink
I stayed long enough to think

Cause I don't want to cut
I mean I'm pretty sharp but
If I stay here in a puddle maybe I can recollect

So I live like a puddle
All my thoughts stay muddled
But one day I'll get up
I'll be standing like the bell

In layer zero of hell
I'm a hero if I make it out of bed,

You thought

focus on living
life's too short for every explanation
just go
don't be so afraid
don't just run away

REALIZE what you're DOING
be humble and be bold

NOW--
simmer down your temper
stop whining, you're an adult
sometimes, it's still worth it
but this time, it's too late

Mice like to sleep in a spot in the floor
Under your bed.

There is a little family that lives
Three to four feet
Beneath your head!

Now, they never pestered you once
No, never made a peep
All they ever did was move around when you sleep

Never took a crumb from a cupboard or cabinet
Just slept underground like Miss Mole and the Rabinet

Miss mouse and her babies all cuddled and cozy
While mister mouse works on his mystery project
And just what it is
Well I told you
Don't mind it
You never found mice
In your bedroom
Now did you?

i want to be
a man whose feet
denote beloved
and forsaken

whose heart knows,
who follows love
too quickly for his demons

cut up,
cut up, you cut me up
you cut me up to pieces

to face the red
and dash the black
you cut me up to pieces