The strangeness arises. . .

I feel your young hand creep up
My old spine, as it crumbles
Apart into four pieces
Knives turn into forks
Like lives burnt into the north star
The big dipper pulls out
And back and forth
Into our only sight and you say

"The sky swims away with the day
and the clouds will all drift away. . ."

Soon enough they will,
When we meet again on those ****** city
streets. . .

Can you believe it?
As a star is made to rule them all!
Collisions make memories
Into classes I'll fail. . .

I'll fall down around you,
Like the comets do
And I will most certainly see it
Happen and I'll just happen to be
downtown where you are not
With me. . .

Alone
           &
Alive for sure!

Until we collide on the shore
I'll be waiting for. . .

I granted you the ability to know me better
so I could look into you like you were a mirror

We always want people to tell us the truth
unless it's about us.

I declared from a soap box in my room under covers
that I would start holding people accountable for their actions

but the mumbled clause was only if they'll still love me afterwards.

"Get some new friends"
And I didn't listen.

So now I'm stuck inside of this old love
burning alive
because I didn't jump.

Work is boring, I'd 
Rather be home sleeping in
A nice comfy bed 

Work is boring, I'd 
Rather be smoking a joint
And watching TV

Work is boring, I'd 
Rather be drinking a beer
And drunk barroom brawls

Work is boring, I'd 
Rather be out surfing the
Gnarly ocean waves

Work is boring, I'd 
Rather stick my arm in a 
Blender; cause some fun

Work is boring, I'd 
Rather be out banging some
Coked up prostitutes 

Work is boring, I'd
Rather dig my brain out thru my
My ears with a fork

Work is boring, you 
Can tell because I'm writing
Too many haikus