Poetry has no rules
anything can be a poem
im all for dolling it up
Oh boy its like a picture with words
but when u just try to fancy it up
strictly for fanciness' sake
all that ends up is the bastardization of poetry

into the morgue
away we go
not a word is said
even hi or hello
we stare into the devils maw
where bodies are burned
or cut with a saw
out of the corner comes a man dressed in white
a living ghoul
who gives us a fright
he goes inside to see what went wrong
and slices the body
while humming a song
im clearly on earth
but something feels wild
who can go on
after loseing a child

When I’m with you
I play all these thoughts through my head
These beautiful meetings happening
Over and over again
Daydreaming till the sun melts into the horizon
Lost in you

Your voice is the beautiful melody
Of every promise that’s come true
I wrap myself up in your words
And let you hold me till I fall asleep
You take me away to places I thought
Were only dreams
But, you make them all real

I jump into your eyes
Fall right through
Into you
Swept away in your wild imagination
This lovely feeling that has no name
Carrying me through your body
Like the creeping warmth
Of dawn’s light

How could I possibly understand
All these perfect things
You give me each and every one
Without saying a word
Just holding me close to your chest
Whispering “I love you”

This imagination burning a hole in my head
It’s passion hot and red
I promised I wouldn’t let it get out of control
Oh, but, I just can’t help it!

There you are
There I am
Together in this time and place
Everything is so perfect
My world through my eyes
With nothing that I’ve missed
You take my hand
And we run away far from here

My heart is racing
You said it would be alright
Held me close
Even though it was cold
I couldn’t feel it

Switching from day to night
Faster than I could keep up
Time was swirling by
You never changed though
That beautiful smile
That gorgeous face
Your amazing self
I could hardly believe
That I was lucky enough
For you to hold my hand through it all

I asked what’s next
And you put your finger to my lips
Slowly rubbed your hands up my chest
“Let’s light this world, it’s so cold tonight”
A lovely grin stretching across your cheeks
Like I siren, I was captured never to return
My arms unfurled around your skin
We crashed to the ground
I had a death by kisses as my wish
Eat me up, piece by piece
Leave only my eyes darling
To watch
And, I loved it

**** on me
Little bird
**** on me.

I see your blue wings waving
As you soar above me
Or maybe you’re a robin
But that’s all you have on me,

Besides the **** you leave.

So **** on me
Little bird
****.

And in my pocket you will see
A gun with my name
And my face in front
The triggers fame.

So **** on me
little bird
Prove my life isn’t far
From your behind.

“It was after I’d been *****
that my cat died” you said.
We laughed.

Why did we laugh?
We made tea
hoping to find the answer in each
sip.
But all I could detect was
sour milk and a lack of
sugar.
(I clanged the spoon onto the mug
to make musical tea
thinking it might cheer you up).

Someone’s been laying in
to my cheesy thins
and I have no biscuits
to offer.

From the outskirts of the town,
Where of old the mile-stone stood,
Now a stranger, looking down
I behold the shadowy crown
Of the dark and haunted wood.

Is it changed, or am I changed?
Ah! the oaks are fresh and green,
But the friends with whom I ranged
Through their thickets are estranged
By the years that intervene.

Bright as ever flows the sea,
Bright as ever shines the sun,
But alas! they seem to me
Not the sun that used to be,
Not the tides that used to run.