Spontaneous combustion:
A candle is lit in the middle of the room
It gives more light than you have ever seen-when will this be unlit?

Ignore the light, you think
This isn't what you looked for
You're used to being in the darkest
Corners of the room.

Ignore it. Ignore it. Ignore it.
It starts to emit heat
It pulses back and forth
You feel it in your chest, you feel it.

Ignore the candle and it'll be unlit,
you think
But it only grows brighter
You feel it through your body

Energy is lost in heat and light--
Ignore the candle and it is brighter,
Burning wax onto the floor:
Bend down and pick it up

You leave the room and it takes over
Your entire house is on fire!
Pretend you're not alone again
And light another candle

We have to make decisions:
Sometime we end up where we started

And our eyes get a little bigger
Because we're happy on our own

I'm happy with where we made it

Point a dont go,
Point b is close

I COME HOME
REEKING OF ******
NO ONE NOTICES
I THINK MY WORDS ARE
LOUDER WHEN THEY'RE IN
ALL CAPS I WISH THAT YOU COULD HEAR ME
WHY ARE WE ALONE?

I'M PRETTY HAPPY BUT
I NEED YOU
AND I WANT TO BE SOMEONE
YOU WANT

.

I want to take you
To my place
Where im on cloud 9

Im ****** but I dont want you back
I just want to believe in someone
- i want someone
To be at the same
Level as I
I want someone who I wont look down at

I want to look up to you because of
The heart - we'll never share our organs but i want to measure out your stomach and your liver as much as I want to measure out your mouth
And swivle down your skin and expose the muscle mass you try so hard to hide

So let me make you what i believe in

she* enjoyed my stupid poems about red roses and blue violets
even when it didn't rhyme

and *she loved it when i peeled back a little more and wrote about
the thorns and bushes and why we still took flowers from their roots

but she couldn't read about the roses when they died and
i couldn't peel any further; she still reads my poems about
the way i pretend to be someone i am not

sometimes i wish i could blame my blunders on my two faces
pick my scabs - and maybe i will bleed again.

every word we've ever spoken in english
is just a new combination of 26 letters
the first thing we ever learned is how to
alphabetize in ascending order A-Z

and your name could be any other letter
and your initials have the possibilities
of 26!

and she is four nucleotides in different
combinations - we can count uracil and then
she'd come from an odd number of oxygenated and deoxygenated ribonucleic acids