closed eyes
awaken to a figure
whom just provoked a vision

standing above
sword raised in hand
thrusting down into your soul
his sweat drips
watered eyes

awaken to a figure
increasing curiosity
that strikes tremendous amounts
of fear and
excitement

my legs feel weird
spark a smoke standing outside
of the door

you think of time
and wonder when the stars died
the cool outside breeze pulls you
lightheaded, the waves
relax you
but your fingers are still numb

fuzzy heads with blurred eyes
big and blue, with the most
intoxicating smile
that led me through a door
which stood at the end of the porch
exhaling

while the rain poured
and the band played
forced nods
I've fallen through the door to the other side

strange dreams

 hazy afterwards

can’t tell if…

I don’t remember last night.

I laughed and laughed in the furthest depths of my mind, alone

until
 the man with the gun 

he got us

strange dreams 
with a new judgement 
held over them all
swallow and relax,
I do this all the time

yes, now inhale.
the dreams end I think 
can’t tell if… I’m…
I laughed and laughed 
a life to forget

heat isn’t good, but the wall collapsed and freed the relaxing, never ending wave of cool blasts of the sweetest grasp. one eye shut, the flow of the tempo at the top of your soul; swaying legs while content on the solid floor that the cushion never seems to really let you forget. space and stars on my mind while the sky and the clouds aren’t really the same, or is the universe above our very eyes. flowers transition, they put a nice mental. the music blares through the headphone which echoes into the room to the left, right, and kinda in-between. I guess she is beautiful in her own pitiful way.

I woke up this morning
My mind consumed by you
I feel a sense of mourning
The death of a mutual love

The birth of a lonesome love
Here I am
Hurt
Again