dehydration
alarm clocks blink noon
blacked out evidence

My head resting on
Her shoulders-Imagining
A common future.

It is not easy
Understanding the feelings
Of unhappy hearts.

Between life and death
On the brink of disaster
Breathe in that next breath

Insomnia strikes!
Waiting hours, mere boredom.
The result: haiku!

at last the sun shines
dark dreary days are over
and the earth reborn

clipped wings and encaged
la paloma no vuele
no puede cantar

my demons follow
wherever I go. stop that!
leave me alone.

everytime I see her
already
i miss her

"Hi" I said-Looking
Back I noticed she was
Not smiling at me

And like light
You are a constant in my life

Don’t spend too much time with clouds
They are merely evaporations
And cannot be trusted with your life
They may dance and play
In the sky all day and resemble many things
But just because you see a cloud
That makes you shout out loud
It is not your prophecy
Be skeptical of those who paint the sky
With every imaginable pattern as they fly
For they know not what they are doing
As they glide from one horizon to the next
What begins as a rocket ship
Could soon become a dinosaur that then
Might release its weight to begin again
To evaporate and create something
Or nothing to which you can relate!

she learned early on
it was to be her own coat
that would keep her warm

Walk through the park-So
Cold I can almost *******
Next hot chocolate.

Nonsensical crap
Written down in worthless prose
Such a waste of time

Genesis,
Genesis is a little *****
A little *cuntnugget

The curve – soft – speaking
fast then slow
then not at all
dancing – whitewalls
jumping – up and out
and so excited
and lifted from the very top
circles
making something
nothing
built up
a humming in the ear
cause I can't laugh or sing
that I see
that I dare to see and write
as if others hadn't written before
but dressed as a savage
that does not care to lose
or fight but sing
so funny
a hit of *****
we'll see
written 18th century
like it's new
to have a little fun
in the absence of anything
truly beautiful
that I can undress
and write again
after having a light
and grass that folds over
and a room full of armor
and soft
and moving
towards an end
where I can make it silly

dad, he's outside now
under an umbrella, head in his arms
tapping his finger on his muscle

is he cowering right now?

he's hurt and he has been
for a while now at least

but I don't understand

why would he cower
into the confines of
his own arms, his own flesh

does that mean the problem isn't him?

is it us then?
we aren't the greatest of children
little ambition, little to show for what he gave

but i don't think we ever wanted any of this

dad, you had goals, the ambition we lack
you left it all, with no reason, and I know
now you're faced with regret

but i don't think he ever wanted any of this

for brother cares for your happiness,
he's just twisted from the life you gave him,
a life he doesn't blame you for

and

the sisters love you,
they'd give all they can for you,
but sometimes it seems it's not enough for you

meanwhile these exchanges go on...

I'm just scared that I won't live up
to the life you left behind

having no ambition grants me peace of mind
because then at least I know what I am

having no ambition ruins the clarity of my mind
because then I know less of what I am

and right now, you're cutting your hair.
I only do that to relieve myself of what I don't want to feel

why are you doing it?

determination?
all i have are half-hearted
bets i always lose

the essence of love
permeating time and space
eternal music

Permanently limp
Entire dreams crushed
Never to rise up
I remain flaccid still
Loving lost
Entire dreams crushed

everything she is
sounds like poetry, music
a life lived in dream

Amazing-Rivers
Go even long distances
Just to kiss the sea.

Three months pass
Shadows growing longer
Head taller than the rest

yellow broken eggs
super glue cannot fix shells
last year we were friends

gentle breeze day
passionate panorama
the trees dance.

she laughed
breeze swept her hair
wind tickled neck

lines on his face
every time he saw her
smiles

I haven't tried
Tried in so long
But everything is fine
everything is fine
and I haven't tried.

Like a volcano
A heart full of hate can blow
Up without notice

Her love - The water
That keeps the garden in my
Heart, green and happy.

her compulsion to lie collided with
his appreciation for honesty

Just an afterthought
in the story of your life.
      (Parenthetical)

their ashes,
saints and sinners alike,
- clinging to my beard

bottomless brown well,
drop a stone into my eyes,
- listen for the splash

she ******* bit back
i love that woman

Tell me you just can't 
but with others its easy... 
Thats just disrespect 

There is a difference between can't and won't.

I love free falling in a dream
Floating down at tremendous speed
Not a care and not a scare
Because I know I will soon wake up
But if I don’t and reach the bottom
I’ll just roar back up and do it all again!

It is nice to be
important but it's more important
to be nice

A runner caught in between a choice of two safe havens; one has greater reward than the other yet outnumbered in foe so the plot thickens whilst the crowd roars in glee at the quick facts and fiction of the scramble.

After,
the critique sounds like bable.

You're ending line feels like a runner
who doesn't have confidence in their ability.

How am I to feel?
Nobody can answer this
Not even myself

you could see mirth in the curve of his lips
where was it in the rest of his structure?

I believe the lie
because I want too believe the lie
nothing's more beautiful

You think you know me
But it's just parts I give you
Fragments of my heart

Navidad-Es
Alegría y tristeza
Al mismo tiempo

Translation:

Christmas-Is
Joy and sorrow
All at the same time

It's irrational,
why so many pies are round,
knowing Pi R Squared.