my love is not fleeting
but rather
seeping out of my pores
blending with blood and sweat
and the associated effort
that loving you comes with

stranded incompatability
it must be amusing
seeming irresistability
and a bit of motion sickness

selfless devotion
and all the right jazz
its too bad we dont share any of the same emotions
its awkward in this farris wheel now

earnest endearing enduring end
three months later
and i'm feeling a bit better about it all

personal growth comes
attached
as web-like spider strings
pull and push
we are fates ***** mannequins

And be that as may
as much as i need
differences
stand in the way

fate is a heavy handed ****
and whether
misscommunicated ******
hopes
or backhanded alleyway
compliments

there will always be a string
between us
even if its just pulling us apart

******* !
cannibals and skiers,
labeled solo fashion-istas,
God ****** bull fighters.

Why don't you try
lacrosse or gardening too?

you've inspired my passion,
but..
"turned my art into a science"

i don't understand
punctuation or horoscopes
but..
i know a little bit about a lot of things

and Jesus aint my friend
because i know too much about
him and his stellar clique

and i don't need to know about
crop rotations or biodiversity
to plant an apple tree

maybe i'm "just" inferior

forgive my shortcomings
i'm still exploring
i'm still developing

i may not be in the next
tour de France
but i can ride nine miles in thirty five minutes
i'm pretty **** impressed

so be proud of me mystical guru
cause even though i don't trust in you're miracles
i still think the water in Lourdes is the best I've ever had

forgive my rude outburst
i just cant live on a diet of humans alone

let me tell you a thing or two about my travels
and teach me about beauty
i think i know
but i could be wrong

show me your soul o' barrista
i'm sure you do more than make coffee

I believe i'm looking for spiritual growth,
but there is this church
this symbol in the city
honestly what a pity
that I've never seemed to notice

Isint that a sign?
that every time i walk this same line
these moments of here to there
this meaning less being less five to nine
without any transient presence
that there might be nothing?

or is it a sign?
that right here right now
i see it

Calm your self
                         Not that you're angry...             but,
penetrating background conversations
are programmed timed reminders
that yours,
                   is not a sole existence.

Resistance,

It was your refusal
your boisterous sincere rejection
that held your hand through serious development

listen to their tone.
Their dejection.

There are many streams that lead to the same river.

I want to love you instantly
I want to trust that
by your words and your feelings
you are beautiful

am i shallow?

I want to love you instantly
because you've touched my heart
like my coffee anxieties
my cigarette punishments
You inspired this

I want to love you instantly
because i already see my blood on your hands
i see my regret and your pain
i want to change your mind
am i an *******

maybe i love you already
like a poem
short and fleeting
immeasurable in bursts
communicate with me