my resume is finally in
with lies about my education
a photo with my grin
and how i don't take a vacation

a list of all my previous jobs
and also references
i wont let slip they were all knobs
and my traffic offenses

i think i also might include
about things i love most
that i love writing about food
but really i burn toast

a nice shirt i will carefully choose
with long sleeves that's brand new
this time i wont show my tattoos
at the interview

I'm planning on breaking the bank so I can finally take my
overpriced alliteration vacation.

I sold all of my favorite clothes to make ends meet,
So, I plan on wearing costumes all day to fake like I know what I'm doing.

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

Don't listen to what someone says in the early morning hours when the moon is out.

The loneliest hearts are always up at 2 am.

Sick of people.
Sick of life.
Sick of being sick.

Today morning
As I was taking a bath
I rubbed my
Elbow
And removed the dirt
Accumulated over so many days
You know that!
If you can rub the
Walls of time
You can remove
The silt
Deposited throughout
A sad past!

I hear a train is coming
Vibrations on the ground
Speeding down the tracks
Lights flashing all around

I hear the trains heart beating
The whispers in the crowd
Something worth repeating
By someone well renowned

I hear a train is coming
Unmistakable and proud
Man made engineering
Constructed; tightly wound

A whistle in the distance
Without a shadow of a doubt
Driven and persistent
A stop in every town

I feel a train is coming
Powerful and loud
Charging to its destination
Pedal to the ground

Picking up momentum
Towards what the law allows
A spirited conundrum
Inching to the speed of sound

It’s final destination
Over leaps and bounds
Exceeding expectations
With no signs of slowing down

When you look up at the night sky you only see a few bright stars shinning
As if they were trying
To show the world how important it is to be one of kind
In this society were everyone is blind
Not many take the time
To see what's right in front of there eyes
Full of mis-beliefs
Thinking they are the only chief
Will there ever be time
For a person to realize their own rhyme
Colliding with a mere disguise
Created by lies