oh
my
starry *** surprise
wanna know something good?
smoke wood
and then we can
dance all night
dance all night
to this
whatever
and then when it's over
we can just
collapse
and say
**** the world
because
for real doe
it's ******* crazy
but with the right attitude
almost worth experiencing

So what is it
that it is
that it does
and where is he
that beautiful boy
when I need him the most
he is off
doing who knows who knows what
and he should be here,
should be
should think of me
because he doesn't
and it doesn't make me mad
it just
makes me pathetic

If you want to hear a secret
life isn't quite identical
anymore
the past is very long gone
today is an adventure
it's bizarre
waking up with rug burns
not certain what went where
and it's ok
if one person is a disappointment
leaves you hanging
and you feel unwanted
because many others can't even fathom this mentality
wouldn't comprehend
and yet
the ones you trust
want to believe in
can be irresponsible
and thus
life is strange
and it has no pattern quite yet
that isn't one hundred percent perfect

Greens and blues and chills
what do you call
a person who is more than a person
less than a God
though relatively almost congruent
and just think
one day
it'll melt
a sweet, syruppy mess of delicate deliciousness
I can be
and he thinks it's lovely
not yet
but he will
I can teach him
it's worth it
I am
to be waited for
on
not hand and foot
maybe foot- in - mouth
if you think I'm so flexible
(he'll find out soon enough, that yes)
but it's all good
in the hood
work like a mother
paid like a cartel
laid like a brick
too sick
for emotional comfort
of sanity

Not sure anymore
how to feel
though it doesn't matter
the hows
but why
and why do I care
if I feel like they're all enemies
deep down
they'd all skin me alive
eat it
rip it off my bones
and laugh
and it's just the way
everyone is
and yet
I could never bring myself
to be so cannibalistic
call it stupid
or naive
but I can't bear the thought
of such delicate flesh
torn apart
because of my own doing;
I want to be safe
and yet
such an unrealistc wish
because as animals
we all wish to destroy
but how come I'm so domesticated?

*******
think yer mighty fine
with your big ole bugged out eyes
you all scruffly and *****
like a home doesnt have you
nobody does
youre all you
all yours
no chores
youre probably high
drinking the day away
eating tabs like they have substantial nutritional value
and its kinda ****
the way you look like a mangy dog
could bite and bark
but youd rather snuggle
be sweet
could snap
any moment
couldnt support the weight of the world
with your little arms
but youre you
so you
and its me
you should become accustomed to

Marching band
of spiraling springs
shifting eloquently
getting a little loopy
off of fumes
cars will make you loony
if they're around too much
on top too much
screeching to a fault
we love it when that happens
that tragedy of fact
where all is exactly as it appears to be
but you sure wish it weren't,
wish it were all a lie
all pretty
all movement and shadow
no fallacies or pharmacies
just us
you know
it could be nice
for a bit
to be a brain in a jar
in a basement
in a house in a town in a world in a galaxy in a universe
that actually exists
to **** it
to there and back
it's more satisfying
than a crying *******'s last song