got to go to work
got to have a job
got to have a house
got to have a car
got to have kids
got to have a dog
got to have land
got to have clean shirt
got to have nice shoes
got to have a respectable haircut
got to have a shave
got to have food on the table
got to be ready
for what?
got to be happy
but how?
what have you gained?
what have you accomplished?
what have you realized?
what have you learned?

Trying to establish a style
i cant let myself run wild
refine your lines
and maybe with time
you'll see yourself
trapped and immortalized
within the paintings
that you drew
that other people where drawn to.

the flowers stare
on the mountainside
my vision destroyed by the fog
im in a cloud
and the dead trees
i see nothing
they breed new life in this ground
the flames react
taking form
and making dust
containing everything that has been here
and everything that will be here
watch the world burn to new ground
watching it burn proud and hastily
this flame eats and turns
to a fabric flowing in the breeze
i am a fabric
or a snake
waiting to find my home
where i will burn
and become
once again
the air and the ground

still is the look when nothing is found
im expecting a sunrise and clouds
rain is a privilege
ill let the wet fall on me
my shoulders dont get cold
they are golden and bare
ill look into their eyes
being, pure, naked
ill be free
like them ill be free
ill never get back to what i was
so ill embrace who i am now

Lack of a name
doesnt make it worse than the pros
and their tame nature
cant see past form, or paper
technical and refined
your art has such fine lines
artistic living in my wild unrefined mind

when i die
i will decompose
and become
part of the soil
the plants
part of life again
my soul will dissolve
and once again become one
with the cloud of knowledge and awareness
that is this universe
that is this world
that is your life and my life
i will die
but i will become once again
part of that thing that is all and everything
i look forward to it
to giving what i have learned to it
to being part of god
or whatever the hell you want to call it

Break out the guns
and shoot someone
today is the day
to show us you're brave

Pull the trigger
dedicate
never look your corpse
in the face
it's an ugly grace

What a disgrace
how could you run out to ****
the neighbor boys
with all the toys

the politicians grow up
to lust for blood
and never let you know
whats going on

they're their to gain
you cant trust the game
revolt in a glorious uproar
and uproot the society
that humiliated humanity.

There is a swamp in your heart,
Saturated and stagnate,
Who would have you,
I would,
Beside me laid still by our killer,
The moss takes over,
And the moss takes us in,
Invites us to join the floor of this forest,
No funerals,
No one finds the bodies left in the woods.

What a beautiful flow
of the words you know
that you learnt over years
of standing on your toes

childhoods over
so get composed
the fun is over
your track is closed

Concentrate on the designs you see in your mind.
They'll take you places you want to go,
and show you things you want to know.
So pay attention
or you'll never know what your missing.

This is your god now
so you know
you have to listen to me
or you will eternally be unhappy

Together
you and myself
reinforce my opinion
well trap them
double the ego
its a defense from insanity
and we cant have that, can we?

Oh i missed you when you came around
and i cant seem to find anyone else
to sing along
as i strum the chords to my song.

I didn't see you
when you came around
and thats my fault
cause i cant follow a plan
now i'm alone and i feel bad
because you said that you couldn't find me
and that made you sad

it's my fault cause i wasted time
on people who live on lies
and don't see the real prize
they just pride themselves on their own greedy lives
they're not like us
we see that the real prize is in each others eyes.

Im sorry i missed you
but i was high and slightly aroused
an ignorant mindset
maybe i should get treatment
but ill still love you
and think of you
almost all the time.

this thing i have it's a part of me
this thing is limitless
it's my creativity
and when you live
it interprets things
as pictures or words
or other pretty things.

hard sky's pay me no mind
learned seas pay me no mind
angel birds pay me no mind
cause i am nothing
nothing is and nothing will be
tortured in our scripted dramas
i don't want to be here
i don't want this body
i don't want this heart
i want to fly
like the bird i used to be
and the bird i will again become
likes the waves as they break on our romantic beach's
like the plants as they grow in this hardened earth
like the bees as they fly graceful and free
from a heart that doesn't want and constantly wants everything
every line like a play
every day gets less painful
i don't want it to be so
you and our life has hardened me
becoming more numb to feeling and memory
the earth will again beckon me
i will be obliged
i will give myself to my mother
and die
and be torn
and shred to soil
this is life and i'm happy

places i need
are not here anyway
just seeing whats there
and leaving
my stare fixed on the moon
the grass is felt beneath me
and a heartbeat radiating
from this thing ive come from
makes the warmth coming from me
mingle and harmonize
with the warmth of everything

I dont think its wearing off
were gonna have to talk all night long
talk till im up again
talk till im calm.

ill never get tired
hearing you sing
ill never get sick
watching your body swing

Your the most
entertaining thing

I promise you
that all i do
will be for you

we,ll drive past all the sites
cause were on the route to the view

well live on the road
underneath the stars
and watch cosmic clouds of dust
surround around mars

cause were going
oh were going nowhere fast
but our minds are racing the stars
their on a fast track

I dont think i know what im doing
just trying to get some kicks no matter how im feeling
so exciting this place is
a new wonder i should be exploring.

I know how it hurts you so i keep it up
i keep the feeling
how can i not its all too appealing.

i cant stop to say hello with a mirrored glow reflecting in your eyes
i need to foget those things that make my memorys painfully harsh
lm new and will move like i am
born with a collection of who i was
but i dont know who i am
i was a boy strength no part hope just filling me

the strength people have
its always there
but unrealized to the point
of suicide
******
and any atrocity we can commit
there is no god
just love
everything loves you
especially some people
and the plants
the water
the air
the rocks
the earth
nothing doesn't love
except some things
especially some people
but we belong here
we just need to realize what we need to do

were just snakes who've already died
living in a single moment,
no time.
experiencing everything at once.
this is how life is lived right above.

Thats how they do it.
Lovers.
They just rub their souls together.

Well grow off each other like branches from tree
in small groups discussing philosophies
we ourselves will have the ability to become energy
and open up to endless identities
we are now residing in a world of limitless possibilities
this is something every man should see
but it takes chemicals
to get where we are residing.

Soul on fire
eyes wander
legs flail

cant focus on a single detail

pull out your heart
from your head

show it to all of your funny looking friends

i'm so gone i don't care
about anyone

i just need to remember to breathe

so far gone
all i see is a hallucination

chemicals are a curious thing

give to me
all you have
you'll belong to me
and ill give to you
all i have
and ill belong to you
and its nice
when we can live
with someone to belong to
i don't have you
only parts
and you don't have me
only parts
wherever we may be
well have each other in mind
until that piece of us together dies
and it will
but its memory will be there
in you
and in me

unfinished thoughts on the row of the night
waving on the dream of unfinished thoughts
i've lived and forgotten
and suppressed
my life is complete and is what i am today
i am a bug going, gleaming, and learning all there is to learn

ill talk to you
and see
that my interaction
with you
its not me
but when im on my own
when im lonesome
when im tired
when im thinking of someone
that is me
and that is what i need to keep
i will continue this
this piece that i carry when im alone
when i write
when i sing
when i play
its what i do
and ill keep on doing it
so please
i dont need distractions
but it is nice
when i can forget who i am
sometimes

Im sick of the routine
constantly keeping constant
day in and out
staring at the same thing everyday
******* i need some change

its so stupid
why do i care
about what you do
or how i react
its how i should react
i don't care
what you do
to me
or how you live
all that matters
is what i do
and how i live
so i don't care
about the stupid things you do

Dont forget it,
don't regret it,
don't look back and cry.
Don't look at me
when you can't see,
cause i can't lead the blind.

When did poetry become a spectacle
no longer something personal and beautiful
but something to prove to the society
that pushed you out of the inner rings
i know they ****
but don't do this for them
poetry is meant for you
to have fun with
to expel all that creative energy
so ***** em
i write for you and me

Drunk
doesn't do much for me
still
dulls the value of my head
just enough
to let
some
god dam
clarity through

Take me to the center of your culture head
waiting in disbelief of where you have just been
lock the fire in its place and keep it around
stop it from consuming everybody in town
I know the buildings don't look so good from here
but thats your life now
so accept your task and do your best
so everything will be well.

as long as i don't talk
the words will continue to dance for me
as long as i don't watch the show
they'll show me how to create my own spectacle
as long as i don't want things
they'll show me what they really mean
and if i don't get attached
the words wont ever leave me

God looks up toward the sky and sees the face of infinity
That invokes the imaginative premise of our minds.
Forever so beautifully held together by each other eyes.
No matter what shape we take.
Our world will house our soul.
On and on
until it explodes.
but the cycles continues the sad show.

I will create for my friends
the things that they love
ill present it to them
when there heart becomes void of

I will elate my friends
with the things that they love
so they can have one last thing
before they become societies glove

My friends are my allies
ready to fight for me
they deserve what they acquire from me.

wisdom
is an echo in the backgound
parting and combining
flames and flow
which make up all and everything
light
our  light
is the only thing
we can give
to anything
i just want to give you
the love that i have found
that energy that is everything

Final thoughts of a mind in contemplative state
grinding at the thought of someone waiting for your phone call

overwhelming,
not enough,

a contradiction

my own thought of you is only one of love
so why is such a note so hard pluck
even though without a doubt
i know its the right note to be played
hesitation amazed
stunning
cant think of a saying
to capture your lovlieness today

Theres nothing i can hope to
accomplish anytime soon.
So whats the point
I think ill just stay in my room.
Its cynical i know
but what can you do.
I just love the solitude.

Im catching the air in my head
cutting it with a sword housed in my dome
******* with the perceptive properties
of sight,
sound,
ecetera.

I was sleeping all the time
every day and every night
i slept every day that followed
that day i died

get dramatic
cause a scene
make sure everyone can see your mean

wake up keep the routine
do the same thing every ******* morning

get up and go down the hall
glance into the mirror and see it all

Your no-one and you see it
the worst part is appearing defeated

You've lived like a loner
feeding of former
fighters who fought
to keep the order

you know your gonna die soon
in these conditions no-one could conquer

you believe it wont matter when life turns to ****
cause you where the best at everything and all you did
you did so well so look a little better you should feel so swell

when you really see what it all means
try to preach but no-one will please
you with their time

they are way to busy living their lives
who would want to listen to the *** who thrives

no-one living of the land
no-one trying to survive

why waste our time
on a man with a free mind

my heads in the air but my eyes face the ground
not much of a view and theres nobody around
its not lack of interest i just need to think
no time to gawk at the beautiful green

your stems all twisted round so your flowers face the ground
why cant you keep up with my needs
your general love feels like a crowd

what will i say when i get another chance in time
ill just read another line from some book i had stuck in my mind
you'll love my words
you'll remember them when you die

you'll chose to be forever with me
as long as im alive

just cruising along
waiting for someone to get on.

i can take you for ride anywhere you want to go
just don't ask me to take you home
cause there's no longer a home for you to go back to
im sorry but thats the truth.

Don't be afraid
the love i feel is real
and will remain real as long as my sweet dream continues
here in the world i am constantly dreaming
maybe i'm already dead

once again
i can feel me
brought back by sound
sight
smell
thoughts
that have returned me to my soul
my awareness
of me
and everything else
that's near
i feel good now
i can forget what had been done
and sleep

your so neat
your so clean and composed
your so sweet
your the nicest girl i know
look at me
turn around and strike a pose
its just me and you
living on the tips of our nose

Tracks delayed as i hesitate to step into the snow
my feet are cold and so is my blood
i'm stuck an ashamed of what i was
i'm anxious of who ill become
maybe the scheme will die soon
god i hope you'll see the fake
god i hope you'll see the sea
head towards it
walk in
never come out
watch the water move like air
as the air in you becomes old
like you'll do
like we all do

Just the smell of the summer
i can hear with that sense
i can see with that sense
i can taste with that sense
i can feel with that sense
the crazy, wild, wound feeling of years
can unwind
release
and fall
but it falls back on top of me
and fills back in through my mouth
so i can get back to work

take me
talk to me
i know
the connection will die
but now
i feel light
for all its worth
its all that matters now

It not their fault
the lonesome lovers

just to far apart
to really
enjoy
each other

I fell asleep
like a beast in the grass
free from the eyes
of god in his wrath
there's a nurtured presence in the air
breathed out by the trees here
i never feel safe when i speak
but always when i listen

Willow beads
late night deeds
done onto you
no one else will bother you
while you sleep
all by yourself