Making your bed while the moon is awake, slowly but quickly depriving arguments with you.
I have prolonged self pity, constantly rendering speechless moments with you.
The keypad begs to be touched.

Galloping through Nebraska summer cornfields.
Drinking natural crisp unsweetened tea.
Childhood reeks of off-brand gold antibacterial hand soap.
Mead Canary Legal Pads kept my father stagnant.

They keypad begs
The moon awakens slowly while
You argue and I pity the moments
We washed over cornfields in Nebraska
With sweat glazing our foreheads
And the scent gold Dial soap in the distance.

A canary pad,
A tan leather jacket,
A tray of amber glass,
A bunch of sour grapes

Vast unwanted prairies hovering on mediation techniques,
The primary and secondary sources exist,
A well-spoken dialogue isn’t contemporary for you,
To want a Trinity amplifies organization,  
The 5 love languages foreshadow “limited warranty”

Stomping elderberries while consuming champagne,
A 300-watt incandescent light bulb allows me to gaze through the negative of you,
Honeysuckles enthrall lucky moths,
Clones materialize formal breeding,
Standard, Somatic, React, Receive to Receive, and Idiom

Fantasying a gloomy unpredictable picnic for 2021’s lineup,
Freeloading basic cable complicates structure,
How would I consistently reboot without revolving doors?
How would the emergency signs operate without Pantone's?
Oozing tension, the adrenal cortex working overtime, and I lack a spine

******* homemade French onion dip. Sipping back cost efficient beer. Wood table tops praising they are holographic. Looking beyond the crowds for a way in. A pair creates odds. Pepsi prefers Coca-Cola. Ring fingers stress money on books. The black waters benefit from trust. The gases are locked in the middle. Heavy cream mellows the hot surface. Utensils support each other.

Distorted flower burning by a touchstone
Flat benches extend, extend, and extend
Trappings collect cool and dark
Hound vs hound for a meal
The being with thumbs holds to the left
Reprising fruits of our labor
Rotten vegetables decomposing, warming me
Beanies not covering sound
Don’t block the tunnel
Pull and slide wherever

Don’t copy paste me.
Water is a treat for humanity.
An introduction inspires fulfillment.
The loss of love intercepted Eros sleeping.
Excessive honesty paves structure.
A source abandons wisdom witnessing circulation.

Pause. Pause. Pause.

From grasping your delegate clammy hand to gazing beyond your existence, fewer have not.
Worshiping has discovered failure.
Destroying Spanish Flies to correct malicious actions.
The binding of profitably has anxiety.
Tabbing tab to tab permits demands.
wabi-sabi is flawless and unconfined
Discomfort falsifies imagination.

Proceed. Proceed. Proceed.

Belly full of water
Brush, spit, and repeat…

Temporary painted cobweb of ******
Crust, synthetic yellow, and discomfort

Constantly sightseeing shirts I don’t own
Slim, disproportionate, and underweight

My senior-prom photos exist, still
2009, RIP: Caniglia's Venice Inn, and tie-dye.

Drifting thoughts –
A car drive
Now swimming in a river

Corals belittle dandelions
Crows eavesdrop on swans
Conversation sparking something

Daylight Savings protects humanity.
A westward expansion
An absolute truth

The clouds pester the prehistoric,
Awaking graves.
A spoken prayer,
for all life

And it’s all just
aqua.

Kitty litter has made it's way to the earth's crust.

The harsh dry winter days won't disappear.

I'm a summer baby.

Two dollars to wash one load of laundry in 2016.

1966 seems further away now.

Mainstream is the new underground.

Giving credit to those who deserve it.

Looking for ways to remember you,
The structure is blueprinted,
I need to finish our outline before earning your trust back.

Life at times feels about 24-hours,
I'm nervous to touch you.

I'm going to force the evil Gemini out and destroy him;
I'm not my father.

To make matters heart-fully correct;
I need to commit to my heart.

I'm surrounded by love,
Considering leaving all support for myself.

I think about the afterlife when I wake up.
Wanting to give up all desires is a nightmare.

I didn't do that.

The two are searching for her,
But she left only to come back.

The hand-print disappeared,
Because of science.

My new eye-wear won't scratch.
I paid a pretty penny for this set.

Goodnight.

My days of looking through fields are expired.

I've been sleeping around my routines.

It's been years since I have felt inspired; 2012.
Food is bland like my interactions with name droppers-

It's not always about me,
But it is though.

I can't have five seconds of silence without observing the nearest mirror.

It's not the point of making a point but thinking beyond "that" point, okay?

The sunflowers pass away every winter.

( Written 11/25/13)

Underling hypothetical reactionary
Forces between us
I step with caution
Understanding the imaginary boundaries.

I'm here still.

The Sirens are in love with me.

I’m digging a hole so deep,
I’d rather continue to dig and dig and dig.

The calm winds bring thunderous predictions.
Bicycle rides send mixed signals.

The Sirens send backup.

A victorious guilt has won,
But I fear the next day.

The snowflakes come swimming in on May 1st, 2013.
I’m a lost body browsing for comfort.

The Sirens reach their destination.

A collection of material items,
Will only irritate the burn.

I haven’t lived for one billion seconds.
My mind is trafficking against my will.  

The Sirens have won.

Unholy methods to
Keep me from
Contacting old souls
Is keeping me alive

The beginning
Feels unbearable

I miss the years
I didn't have

Scriptures dealing with
Nostalgic by yours truly.

Drifting thoughts from
The car drive to
Swimming in the river

Corals belittling dandelions
Crows eavesdropping on swans
Conversation sparking love

Daylight Savings protecting humanity
From westward expansion
Being an Absolute Truth

The strolls have become dense
And filled with tension

The clouds pestering prehistoric life
Until they awake from their graves

A prayer is spoken in public
For all forms of life,

The final stage
Is surrounded by aqua.

The cerulean dilated blue eyes



Mentioned,



Universes beneath our own

You two are pure for each other.
The roses are immortal.

My heart is glowing of a million suns for you.
My soul is at ease with a million moons for you.

History isn't relevant currently.
The present is the present.
Patterns represent the future.

Candles burning in melody
Drafts sneaking beneath the floorboards
The furnace is broken but I’ll build a fire for you

A hopeless romantic I’ve grown to become.

Every ounce of courage was brought forth,
Spilling my heart out to you.

A fool I am?
I resent nothing I’ve told you.

I’ll continue to climb for you.

A few hole punchers
A bag full of oranges
A head perplexing

The king will always rule for himself
The sea turtles never lie
The miscommunication destroying chaos

“Here’s a glass of sweet tea”

Gouging out flashbacks
Purposely watching stains spread
Wishing I could count to one million

Sailing the Mediterranean Sea
Roaming The Great Plains  
Soaring above The Troposphere


“I want to feel the black and white”

Finding a cure
Won’t benefit
My addiction.

Picking through
The crops isn’t an advantage,

Shuffling around urges
To dial numbers.

Latin is the cure.

Consuming the uplifting beats
Produced by Killer Whales.

Casting lures in the Arctic Ocean,
Considering and contemplating.

Drinking a few cups of tea,
60 days without toxins,
Eating a few sparks of air,

Denying the soft memories
Guarding a sudden breeze
Exterminating the rancid conversation,
Painting blurry images of you
Harmonizing dead ends.

Undead thoughts breaching
The conclusions.

Alone, we both are,
Sitting patiently,
Waving white flags.

My mentality has reached capacity,
I’m looking for you, always.

An endless walk,
Is on my agenda.

I have the solution for us.

“Let’s just stand here for a moment and stare at the moon.”

I shouldn’t have eyes for you,
What ripples do you cast?

I would describe you in 100 words,
A sempiternal love elixir isn’t necessary,
I would hold the umbrella because your dry palms deserve to be held in my hand.

We could live nearby a lagoon,
The petrichor would be perpetual.  
In the off seasons we could migrate to a bungalow,
The mellifluous of the wooded area would strengthen your leisure time.
During our elder years we could rest our days away in a lighthouse,
The scenic view of the offing would be the denouement.  

Revamping the future is the main goal.

Don’t act demure around me,
Be you around me.

Soon, I will susurrus “I love you.”

Attachment to anything is bad karma.
Naked in the winter.

One must wait for a solar eclipse.
One must not sweep out ants
One must not expect,

The exit sign instigates the young lady.
Asceticism surrounds the skyline
Releasing waves of regrets
For all to borrow, but only should one commit to self-control.

The database system
Functions off The 5-Human Senses

As you see
I hear you,


Millions racing over
Raindrops

Singles,
Doubles,

          "Ctrl z my dreams."

Demons praying for the
          "Golden Truth"


The hopeless will always triumph.

A little *** and spirit
Make days tighter



Easier moments
   dense air




Heartful silence
Islands hosing negative measurements



Singing folk tales

Faded in vocabulary
Only she could understand

I have never seen such flawless cursive handwriting
From a being who loved Roman history

She matched accordingly to a color wheel
But her hair was drawn from an artist who has yet to reach land  

Her more attractive doppelganger floated by
Cautiously spreading rumors about her twin.

I kept in close quarters preparing for potential on the rise.

This poem has taken seconds upon seconds.

To my left
Stands a plastic  
Cup of water

To my right
A wall rest

In front of myself the manifest destiny
Is looking to capitalize the last quarter  

Behind you there is a pompous *******
Reading an arbitrary magazine

Above your soft spot you'll search for gold
Below your heart you'll search for silver
Bronze was your *****
Then you discovered plastic


au revoir

I see you browsing textbooks asking yourself, “Will I be thrilled defending myself?"
Others stare while you browse facts explaining your future.

I assume you’re a gypsy.
My vinyl collection has increased after you woke me up.
Every Snapple cap is being used currently.
While you slumber I’m frightened to close my eyes.

I’m a hypocrite according to myself.
Bleach the lies and the truth because you are lost in a world you’ll never solve.

These sentences are timed therefore I’ll never dream.

Time seemed flawless those distinct seconds
But yet again you vacated boldly  

I’m scrambling confidently
Through the portal
Reaching for ****** opinions

Sometimes the thought of hope belittles you

There is a solo anticipating you
There is a journey expecting you

I named a diamond after you mailed the postcard

It could always be.

Begging for explosive technology
Gripping ancient ideas
Merely coordinating fresh routes

Deleting paintings to
Repaint the fire bombings on Dresden

You are the grains against roots
You are the pictures to the poems
You are the music to the seasons
Utterly mistaken for one, two years

Shifting your moves
Reconstructing images from the page
Searching new views
Resting your chin knowing
The crickets will never rest
The oceans will never forever forget you
The forest will be burnt

A paradox will be solved
For you, crashes require reboots
Setting leap year back once more

The flowers will forever
Bring you a demesne

You are a pastiche
Your voice is mellifluous
A formal fallacy resents
The starting line logically
Helping you recognize the beginning

You gazed behind me
Roughly hosing your minutes
noting all entrances to the nearest exit,
Nursing my emotions unwilling to care for me
Let this chaos end to begin please.
I plead for you, baby.
Reverse, there will be a content position waiting in my arms.

A sentimental hug confronts the overbearing sigh.

Idling memories spraying views based in realm sleep

Gone you are only to return flourished in a new beauty.

I miss our dreams dearly my love.

Word Clouds disappearing
Thoughtfully,

Fantasies pursing beyond arms reach,
I selected you.

Dimensions providing proof
Of reality breaking truth

Cyclones aiming
Carefully, heartless

Was I a repeat?

A steady beat followed us
For some time
Soon after what was once us
Only became the silent echo

Your offside comments spaced you
You truly are a master of short stories
You once were there with me
In a hollow bubble of joyous days resenting the future-

Onward till better moments preach your conscious

Keep your signs close
But keep your chin up once more.

We were ticking away
Never minding the essence of time
Spacing and returning frail memories
Crushed my innards

Mentioning losing you
Really occurred

I broke the backbone
Of our suspense before
The leaves transported
Us to the post future

Moderate thoughts typing away
Observing the cracks opening
Up in my palms,
Separating the lies from the truth

I'm holding onto a visual
Deep within my own breath

All promises reside
In the recycling bin
To be re-used.

Skipping widely throughout
Your soul beginning
To re-wish my mistakes

Oh love
Oh love
Take my bitter cold news
And scramble the salary baby

Missed seconds sweating
Away holding your hand

Imagination spacing my vision
Told me to wait
In line forwarding back to you

Shooting stars crossing above
Reminding you of the content days
Loathing away next to me.

Perfection was based on you and I my love.

Blank mirror images

Dreams of you love
Ravishing your love  
To me

Only expectations
Exceed reality moments

It’s just I and I
Judging myself
One eye from
Here on out

A landscape of
My lies
In tropic cascade
Invading you for
My own pleasure

Ending badly was
Brushing upon I
I foreseen the outcome
Confused, frightened, shitless, ******* nervous,
All and all I ****** up
Ironically I knew
What I was planning
From time to come

You truly care and I didn’t
I apologize for the agony and hardships
I’ve brought upon you

This cloud will
Linger on and on to time

I’m sorry.

Truth and remorse
Will be the
Departure for you

Frightened till an
Explosion reversed
Directly into our hearts

Cubby holes filled
With leftovers of me

High hopes leaping
Over cracks of confusion
Disturbing the ship

Set fire, water down, sleep.

Syncing emotions and truth
Above your head was the realization
Behind this all

Taking time
Fully understanding
Exploring the possibilities

Shivering alone underneath
Covers wide open,
Clinching pillows till
No more is proven

Love was barely
Misting upon us…
I truly gave
You the world
Through my eyes

Outbursts forced upon
You was my
First mistake
Taking you for granted always seemed to linger there

Please take this loneliness back.

“I love you with every ounce of air I breathe.”

Easily distracted by
Your simple flaws
Flowing against my
Own will

Consideration, participation, listening
Seemed to glow
Around your ego

Silencing close calls
To a bitter taste

Declaring outbreaks
On future opponents
Before crossing paths

Oceans collapsing
Forest fires reversing
Dirt comfortably remaining
Behind the solution.

Remembering the mixed tips
Always rewinding time,
To a location above myself
Draining my body fluids

My emotions far
Too extreme blown
Away casually as
If I was
Old news lingering
Upon her dresser
Underneath photos of me
Self destructing to
A pure heart

Useless time begging
Back to the present

Infinite electric waves
Bypassing hidden compartments
Surging together

Heat waves demonstrating
Truth at our very finest
Out bursting cautiously
Into a super nova

Colors exploding throughout
Our imitations
Reminding the reversal
Of times sighing…

Please forgive me.

Sweeping the dust away
Around our feet
In endless circles

Proving drowning was
Never the case
For you babe

On the verge
Of rebounding to
A plain sight

Constant reminders due
Weeks ago

Lies swarming subconsciously

Waking, rolling, and floating..

Itching, burning, and pounding..

Jogging carelessly back
To base
Was the first issue

Starting fresh was
Never easy for
The both of us

You and me
Rebounding to each other
Never seemed so imperfect

Breaking the ice
Was for the
Better in all different ways

We’ve blamed each other
For messes upon messes

Time will find us.

Triggers pulled
In reverse role

Dispatched from
The o-zone layer

Workin’ on to
Better this planet
For my grandchildren

We should all
Live in hot air-balloons

Holding other hands
To better the
Days out

Shooting up the uppers and downers
To relieve your life away

Taking care of you was your number one priority
Having your children start a new life
In suburban Ville
Only to grow into the fakes and cowards that you present yourself

The water gradually never
Being too shallow for you
The sparks and whirlpools
Surrounding this family
Engaging us in a ball of hate towards each other
Never seems to fail

You lying so calmly
Me lying so often
This equation solved
From the beginning

The chemistry
Was perfect beyond any lab
I’ve witnessed

The moments breaking
Down the atoms
Re-building during sleep,
What a waste of air

What a treat
It is to
Write for you
Darling