Inhale sharply.
Bass pounding through the room,
drop the bill
as your throat goes numb.

Heart pounding in your ears
as you look into the mirror
wipe your nose
to make sure you're all clear.

Party party party
because the night doesn't end-
     until you get arrested
     and have to grow up.

Trying to find meaning in life
at twenty seven thousand a year
creates such mental strife
that can be cured with beer
     -for that night.
But problems progress
and I'm not clear as to where,
from my goals, I did digress.

Hojas de los árboles
Caen sangrados –
Con mi sangre, amor.
Pedazos de mi corazón
Caen y mueren;
Hasta que están marcado
Con las huellas
Del mundo

Walking down this quiet street

tonight's cool breeze caresses my face,

but I remember when it was your touch

and your embrace


That smile that played across your delicate lips

that tasted like your chapstick

your quick agile tongue that always made me smile  

and hazel eyes so deep I got lost every time


I try to shake the feeling -

the sadness crushing me

do you remember calling me "sunshine?"

or have you forgotten me?