Stay up all night thinking of you,
of cigarette kisses that never happened,
the after taste of mint in my tongue.

I'm drunk,
But I know clearly all I've wanted is you.

Goodnight,
You're head on the pillow
the dreams are out the window,
In the morning you'll pretend and continue your day.

Cigarette kisses,
I'm addicted to the the nicotine hanging off your tongue.

Good morning regret, remember me?
You know me too well,
I'm here at the back waiting on your bed.
Let's stay up all night,
I'm the only company you've got.

You're drunk,
drowning sorrow with some stranger's warmth.

Hello,
I'm back;
tell me about how lonely you are,
I will try to kiss you and pretend,
when the sun breaks through the window,
about how bad we are for each other.

Cigarette smoke, mint kisses;
we're addicts to this cancer but, ****,
I need you at night when I'm most lonely.

We're drunk, love,
let's drag this in the covers and
burn our fingers with the ashes.

she had crystalline eyes, like diamonds they shined
and allowed the world to see everything that hid inside
if you looked behind her teeth, into her throat, you'd see her spine
made of tape and plastic, in a poorly planned design

her skin made from last season's leaves,
burned from the light so easily
catching fire in the breeze
and spreading flames throughout the trees

her legs contained jello instead of bones
and she held earthquakes in her knees
the planet never stood still
and she could feel it rotating beneath her blistered feet

a heart replaced by splintering wood left her torn and sick each day
with every beat, infection grew
and took small parts of her away

To my fellow Artist tonight , a final word on the rhapsody of beautiful sentiments expressed regarding love , the human condition and hope written by skilled , emotionally charged men and women today ! With dignity , grace , and passion throughout today you have once again charged and reminded a humble colleague on the power of poetry forged by fierce imagination and forethought ! Thank you and good night !