When johnny comes marching home from war
johnny isnt johnny anymore
too many images have been absorbed
and johnny isnt johnny anymore

what happened to the soldier so strong?
i'm telling you, something is wrong

they go over there and take away life
then come back home and **** their wife
with no war thats left to fight
and they dont know that ****** isnt right

when a battlefield is the only place you belong
i'm telling you, something is wrong

Sometimes i cant b r e a t h e

and i think, maybe
there is water clogging the bottom
of my lungs

Sometimes i cant h e a r

so i try to take
the cotton ***** out of
my ears
and make the rush of noises
disappear

Sometimes i cant t a l k

when my words fall
over each other i
zip my mouth shut and
hope for the best

Sometimes i cant b e

who i want
to be
and i think
there is no
solution
to this

Autumn's orange
ambassadors
sprawled over
drab suburban corners
a feast of  seasonal glory
pumpkin patch fever
for all to behold
corn mazes
stump
so many  wanderers
thirsty for  the egress
fresh apple cider waits
just around
that perfectly placed hay bale  
to quash dry mouths
and energize
tired  feet
that  press onward
towards
winter’s dreary
debut.

Xeroxed vitals on paperplanes
Crashing into window panes
Broken-heart blisters and voyeuristic veins
Appear and create transparent glass stains
Blue-Green grass on the other side
Laying there, our fathers died
Dreams and streams of alcohol
Run from their mouths with no control.
Shaking, breaking, no where to decompose
Skin peeling off of worn down toes.
Tell me where their love goes
Tell me where their love goes
Everything turned into gun-shy eyes
Blue-lipped Sunday surprise
Bodies breaking into waiting
This is nothing but carbon dating
Bottles breaking of ***** that's so clear
That I won't see until they're near
God and Jesus in picture frames
Suburban families with jungle brains
Broken homes and replacement Brad's
401 k's and missing ads
Finding our homes that aren't so black and white
Let us sleep in our dreams tonight
Validation through our existence
Is dead but still our resistance

Oh, he's the one, he's the one, he's the one that I want
He's got that heat, heart I believe in,
Heart that could beat my own
And, we can be, you can be, I can be anything you want
Everybody knows it, everyone knows...

I need a moment for the moments that's needed
This is fate, I believe it, they say that death can be cheated
I live the life of a queen, put my heart out with dreams
God will protect my achievements, 'cause nothin' is what it seems
Got ambition and passion, don't act like it's a surprise
They expected my weakness, but I managed to survive
Feel determined, yet hopeless, and it's a shame that you gone
You was trouble with battles, but you an angel to one
I have conquered my struggles, I've been blamed and named
Yet I wouldn't know success if I didn't know pain
It ain't nobody's fault, they just made it a problem
How the **** they gon' progress if society got 'em?
Security and unity, thinkin' they defeated me
God made his children with his beautiful purity
I tell my spirit: don't fail me now
We've all got our battles and challenges somehow
I was destined for greatness, with the soul of a king
I don't curse none of my enemies, I let them sing
The voice of the young, and building with ******' honor
With an angel who supports me, and makes me stronger
Who knew about your issues? They were secrets you kept
Don't be worried 'bout our friendship, homie, I won't forget
Some people stay in the dark, and act like **** is all right
Yet everything seems wrong and they stray from the light
(****...)
(My bad, yo alright, let's start from here)
...lose our own fights, and we argue our fate
I will remember your face, but you at a better place
'Til then I pray, some day, I'll be with you anyway
You told me I was the greatest, so I guess I'll be okay

Oh, he's the one, he's the one, he's the one that I want
He's got that heat, heart I believe in,
Heart that could beat my own
And, we can be, you can be, I can be anything you want
Everybody knows it, everyone knows...

Rolling with my thunderstorms,
violet shifts to black
and you run ashore.

Capsized outside a theatre,
I wrench you out
from the starfish glob of mess
I made, blow the grit
off your forehead,
scrabble for a candle
we can re-light together.

One time, mud snatched
at your ankles.
You screamed but I was seeing
drains and reflections
twisted in puddles
like fuzzy lines on the old TV.
A migraine came;
I threw it up into the sink
and slept.

Lost count of the times
you've tossed me out
in the snow, garbage among
banana skins, frozen earlobes,
but who chucks a duvet
over my frost-flecked skin
but you,
with a clumsy smile
and mascara raining
down cheeks.
Every time.

Tonight I find you
in the evening fog
after searching
every subway station
my legs would allow.
My shins cry for rest.
The busker plays
Bob Dylan out of tune
but can’t blame a guy for trying.

You discover my eyes,
put your face to my coat,
mumble words like you have
a mouthful of ice.

Lookin’ for a friend?
The 11.04 towards
Borough Hall.
We get on, I catch your breath,
count the hundreds
and thousands of steps
to home.

Her eyes,
Like many others,
Are the color of a turbulent sea
Her voice,
Like many others,
Is gentle, yet forceful at the same time
Her words,
Like many others,
Bring kindness and laughter to the world
Her thoughts,
Like many others,
Are full of demons that she rarely shows
Her mind,
Like many others,
Is a medley of music and poems
Her heart,
Like many others,
Sits squarely in the right place

The little things about her,
Individually,
Are nothing special
But by some act of serendipity
They have coalesced
And I am thankful every day that they did

You are so much more than a collection of adjectives
You are my best friend (and probably my soul mate)