Bumps on this road
Bring me in and out of consciousness
And every time i slip back into sweet oblivion
The destruction
Of humans construction
Lands me in white walled
Confinement

seven pages
of carefully picked words
arranged and placed
where they'll get the biggest bang for your buck
because
you never leave the house
without a goal

no, I wasn't astounded to
find that when you cut away the hair
that used to cover your ears
you were even more deaf, than before

your great you know
that charm, it shows
a smile and slicked
back hair style
and you make the rounds
safe and sound
behind the sunshine image
that you've questionably earned

but I made sure
to go light on the accessories tonight
and there is nothing to stop
the clairvoyance that fights its way to my mind

hidden behind my eyes
brown and smiling
long exiling thoughts of you
being like this

but you didnt hear a word i said
no point in discussing your retention
I'll ask although
I already know
have you ever not been
the center of attention

your tongue rots
behind iron teeth
of ridicule and blasphemy
but ive never seen a smile
more enchanting
or inviting

Couldn't wait to see what it was like
In an instant the world changed for me
Might have been a horrible idea
Just had to try it
Somewhere down the road I realized
Love is more than a feeling of comfort
Can't force it and can't ease into it
Rest assured you cant **** around with it
Partly for the sake of someone else
Really for the sake of yourself and what you know you need
J**ust don't sacrifice for what someone else needs

moonlight paints streaks
  on adolescent bodies
ocean-clad and gleaming
with their alabaster finish
impeccable
impenetrable
lay our confidences
coiled softly within our own hands
for us only
peeking every now and then
just to make sure its staying put
and like a flashlight in the sky
we are all revealed
under a light thats harsh, but forgiving
yet stranger things have
and stranger things will
come of this new moon

Wandering
Fall from the sky
Stop yourself
Before you ask why
Lose yourself
In the sparkle
Of the homeless mans eyes
In his hut by the sea
He, too, gets by
Maybe more than you and me
Free from the haunts and ghosts
Of things we need not
But need so
Kissed by the stars
Showered by the moon
That rolls over the dry expanse of land
To be at home
Singing sweetly in the ears of this man
For while fast asleep
In dreamlike slumber
The tides grow strong
Full of wonder
Thats clear only to those
Who can make their home
Anywhere

This house isnt warm
And the chimney that once poured light and steam is tired and overdrawn
People come and go
Leaving articles of clothes
In every room
no privacy left for the freedom of your thoughts
To roam
Only scars overgrown
Then torn open
Over and over
You sit in the window dull and lifeless
You bang and smash against the glass
But it doesnt seem like its
Going to give
The people walk through
And you are starved
One throws you some old bread
And you devour it before you can think
And then you are theres to keep
For that night
Because going hungry for so long
Made you forget whats good for you
And this cold house has robbed of you
The steam that powers
The engine of your mind
Just always remember
When your most hungry
Usually what you really need
Is a cool glass of water