As rain dripped the gutters
fluidly poured over roofs
and plants and flowers
nourishing the soils
of busy boulevards
and it washes out smoke
from cars and cigars and filled cups.

killing time, waiting for you at the bus stop.

As I observed over a million buses,
go swanky in a zap,
passengers, bystanders,
vendors going loco
as the rain blew harder
it made their heads nod.

As I still wait for you here at the bus stop.

As the rain toned down
as it trembled to whispers
like gushing bits of sprinkles
and droplets but so soon they are gone,
daydreamed the possibilities,
my head's deaf and stuffed.


As I still wait for you here at the bus stop.

As the sun shined its rays,
crisp yellow diamonds
penetrate my retina nerves
telling me to wear my sunglasses
along with traffic submerged
along with a reason that it is the same plot,
and everything has changed.

As I wait for you here at the bus stop

Well ****.
It's like I fell into this web.
A ****** and crawled out of it
a ****.
Funny how things go.

Let's flip this table.
Lemme just flip you off real quick.  
Cause this time,
I'll be walking right
out
the web.

Walking all over your little
E-Go
punch yourself in the ****.
Maybe,
you can feel something real.
For once.

lol.

You can't fool
me anymore.
I invented twank trickery.
*****, you can just call me
Bandit now.

I can keep my balance
on your tight rope of insecurity.
You say you're a two.
but baby, you shine like an eleven.
Covering my eyes with optimism,
cause all I see is pessimism.
Sometimes it’s better to be blind
then to see at all.
Black and white.
Day and night.
It’s too bad the color wheel
doesn't have a neutral shade.
I can't take sides anymore.
because both parties are wrong.

Tonight, I was made aware of my lonliness,
Or my lonliness was made aware of me,
Either/Or, I'll walk like confidence cause it's all I've got everything to lose,
No one needs to know how this feels,

These words will haunt you...
Your lust will haunt you...
My absence will haunt you...

Like a ghost inside of your head,
Your vanity showed through,
You packed up and started new,
And I'm still here, teary-eyed, and wondering why,
So don't blame me because I'm ******* bitter,
And I'm demanding some answers.

Don't try to fulfill my memory,
Because you are just a memory,
Don't express your love for me,
Because it's something you'll regret,
Don't let yourself feel special,
Because you're just something I'll forget...

another notch in the bedpost my dear
just one more one night stand
a thirty minute memory
to be forgotten in the next lovers arms
for you it was just another experience
yet i've found it to be
my most treasured memory
when your sighs mixed with our sweat
gave way to a single nights symphony
or those moments we had love
nothing more than a falling star
bright for a moment then gone
my blonde haired enigma
won't you be my valentine
in this grand fallacy
do i love you?
or just the way your body fits in my arms
your scent your touch
goosebumps
let this night never end
for every morning i wake to find
you've slipper through my arms
a ghost of a memory
wishful thinking at its worst
unrequited love or lust
****

You are an illness,
my infection, my lie.
I think I might love you
but hate, still I try.

You are my poison,
my escape, my release.
I ask you to take me
for at last I'm at peace.

You blinded my heart
with both hate and corruption!
Why say that you love me?
Why face such destruction.

But no I can't have you,
you're not mine to take.
Yet still as I see you;
it's but my heart that does ache.

Flowing skirts that brush my ankles.
Dancing while the golden rings jingle.
Gypsy summer.
Gypsy night.

Smell the smoke while it licks at your skin,
Drink me in.
Passion ensues in this little caravan.
I crave your scarred hands,
Exploring my waist.
The fragments of my neck,
Chase the wine with sweet shots of my lips.



Opening my wounds to you,
Let the blood trickle down until it baths us in it's dying life.
Stuck together, emblazoned with this new sacrifice.
Tonight,
Is our night.
And on, we shall fight.