it’s 7:56.
i’m thinking about you
that’s pretty much what i do these days
think about things like
your laugh
the way you makes me feel
why i’m thinking about you again
things like that.
i think about you talking to me
in another room
away from everyone else.
i think about exactly what you said.
“i really appreciate how easy you are to get along with.”

and that was the moment.
i know
it seems like an odd thing to fall in love with
but so am i.

i think you about so hard
that i feel it in my chest
i dream about you while i’m awake
i think i’ve loved you for years.
it feels like i’ve been yours for decades.

it’s 7:57.

Passing migration
the rounded back
of quiet leviathan
glide past us
around the point
and out of view
moving along the backdrop of mountains

Primal knowledge
hunger for home
pulling them up
through the sea
across the world.

How I envy
their conviction
their absolute faith in instinct.

905

Between My Country—and the Others—
There is a Sea—
But Flowers—negotiate between us—
As Ministry.

I'll have to grab you
And tell
You are a gift
The droplet from heaven
To slake my thirst

You are the crown
On my head
So prestigious
than my innocence

You can only be
The one
For me

I'm not the type to open up but I let him
Let him in my soul and underneath my skin
Thought I needed him
Like my personal prescription of vicodin
Holding me down with a pin
We both gave a whole new meaning to sin

You were a mistake
But I took it as a lesson learned
You ain't ****
And that I can confirm
I swear I always fall for your type
I need to learn how to learn
As I proceed to old habits & let these green trees burn

But tell me does it feel good? To not give a **** about anyone
Or when I was spelling out scrects on your skin with my tounge
Or when our imperfect bodies laced together to become one
But now secrets I have none

I guess it's the same **** with my heart
Because you showed me how to tear a heart apart
Like you were a part of my life but now I'm back to the start
Expect this time I'm not the one who will be falling apart

There's a mess in my head
Too hard to comprehend
I let the liquor do the talking instead
Because all of my feelings are dead
I depend on these meds
I'm friends with the monsters under my bed
And they told me they're upset
They told me I'm depressed
But I shrug that **** off & I look ahead

What's the meaning of love? I don't know
What's the meaning of lust? Let your mind go
And go with flow
I promise to do it slow
And touch you in places you wish you didn't know
But your soul was colder than a Minnesota snow
But in your eyes I swear I could see something glow
Maybe it was the way I didn't feel alone
Now I'm left with emptiness & I can feel it in my bones
In my mind endless repeating of the words I should've known

Or should I talk about the lies?
Or how at first I was shy?
You were the demand & I was your supply
But **** all that now I see the truth thru my third eye
I guess it was good but this is a good bye

Witness the unknown
Reach the unforeseen
Travel,to live
Penniless and Excited.

Burn the midnight oil
Drifting through subconscious visions
Toil, for such majestic realms
Penniless and Excited.

When hunger strikes
Kingdoms, rather Dynasties, fall
For the ever growing appetite
A man hunts
Penniless and Excited.

That sweet spot, a special place
Where love is felt
To live, love
Penniless and Excited.

Travel.
Dream.
Hunt.
Love.
Penniless and Excited!

She was afraid of heights..

Still decided to live on mountains...

So she could overcome her fear...

And could count herself as her most dear...