Stay where you are.
I think I see you,
Or, maybe, that isn't you.
I don't think its you.

Okay, keep on walking,
Come to me,
I'll stay where I am.
I'm next to the watch kiosk.

Are you on your way?
Okay, I'll stay here,
Come to me.

Okay, Its been about an hour.
Did you leave me?
It's okay if you did,
I'll just drive to your place.

I'm in my car now.
My phones almost dead
And my GPS is a *******
It doesn't work.
Whats your adress?
I'll try and get to your place.

I've been driving around
For too long.
I think I might just go home.
I'll see you tomorrow.
If You're not doing anything.
Oh, you're busy?
Thats okay, I am too actually.

Maybe next week then?
Okay.

I'll see you when I see you.

Sit and wait for me
So that this time
You will  know
How long forever feels.

Smile, he said
Absolute stranger
Complete alien to my world
Announcing in declaration
Invasive species
All in one anxious
Interrogating rigged grin
Hovering below low light

Smile
Is what my mother did
Covering up depression
Fixated anxiety rendering her
Washing, drying, washing
Inability to tend to her
Inability to get out of bed
Earlier than noon

Smile
Is the look of despair
Across slit wrists and monkey bones
The wide-eyed stare of vacancy
Wishing and hoping
Someone would check in a room

Smile
Stands awkwardly on sidewalks
Making visual displays of arrogance
Oblivion and beyond
In pure ecstasy of making
Each woman
Each human being
Feel their soul being molested

So, no
Absolute stranger
These cheeks will not turn upward
My teeth till not show and my brow
Will not cease to crease
Because smile for you
Is not what smile is for me

The moon cannot see
The sun when it is night
But it knows its out there somewhere
The balance between the two
Is unnerving
To believe the other inexistent
Would feel foolish in itself

But the sun sees tides
The ride and fall of waves
That crash onto the sand

It feels the motion
pressure
gravity that pulls
And pushes it closer

In turning point of daybreak
And closing times of dawn
The sun and the moon
Catch a glimpse
Of something soon to be gone

So maybe there are lovers
Who feel the existence of love
Whose passion crashes on skin
And maybe by chance
Their minds break open
With an exchange of a glance

Days turn pages
Sinking in the night
Abysmal aromas
Wrinkling skin so light.

Crocheting another blanket
Whimsical notes astir
Falling on the carpet
Bits and pieces of her.

A feudal interruption
White noise begins to blur
Reflections being casted
A comforting allure.

Sons decaying in the sky
Poinsettias set on tomb
Empty syringe on the grass
Dead fetus in the womb.

The only reason coal exists
Is to fuel the hatred
We have towards it,
Or  to blind us
With its pressurized beauty.
Just as paradoxical
As these thoughts
that fill me to the brim.
Contrast brings out
The brightly painted smile
You wear on your dull face,
And the warm façade
That covers your
Cold flesh.
The sun,
Keeping me warm,
And burning me
Just when I'm starting
to have fun.
You’re more than
Just a picture
I’m painting in my mind.
And you’re more than
The thousands of words
That could never explain it.