You visit me in my dreams
You wake me up when I am tired
You fill me up when I'm hungry
You keep my spirits up throughout the day
You keep me focused when I need to be
You are there when I want to goof off
You and I have all the same friends
You are always there for me when I see them
You are there for me when I have to say goodbye
You stick with me when I feel uncomfortable
You sit through every late night party with me
You have saved me from every awkward moment
You are there for me when I need a break
You walk me home at the end of the night
You stay awake with me when I can't sleep
You make me feel less lonely
You calm me down when I get anxious
You hold my hand in my darkest moments
You wait with me till the sun comes back
You are the answer to all my problems except you, my one.. cigarettes

she told me I was selfish
I told her what that means
I followed her to death
She squeezed my hand. She squeezed the life out of me.
She told me to say things she wanted to hear
I told her what she needed

dark tattered bar baskets
perhaps one shouldn't
loose words and gossip
I can't imagine any benefit
puke food and frivolous spending
where are you?

What is your relationship with yourself, with your soul, and with God?
Are you afraid to let go?
Why?
Find your trust. Do not question. Do not fear. Drop all reason and listen closely..
Let GO

Deliverance
Pensive admiration
It's inquisitive
Punctual and problematic
my entourage
my dwindling embrace
my niche is clandestine
hermetic to myself included
elusive equations
encumbrance,
what a term
conundrums around every turn
vague. Not vague
expensive. economical
Living in squalor
a gay romp
systematic oppression
trace it to the roots
It's sad
unsettling
deliver me always
no longer apprehensive
no longer am I
I am yours truly

blues and greens piercing me
the creased letters had me glad for quite some time
that I drew the line at sanity
I couldn't stand to see my own two legs swept out from under me.
Thunder and rain
A baby's death. a Mothers pain.

I am outside of my skin,
roaming around yours for a bit, because I saw the moon
and it was as soft as dough
it dripped life into me, but forgot the plants below.
Stone cold. Oils foe.

Perishable and measurable beyond compensation.
A complete admiration for the word, for the world,
and everything in between.
Beneath the fiends of men that withstand the bends
and the twists of fate
Deliver us to the gates of heaven
Eleven men stood where eleven men fell down to hell
Demons all, and demons only
prudence betrayed us. A famine of desire.

The baby arose to find itself now buried
Heat. Hells kitchen heat warmed its back
no mother to coo to
earth, for what nutrition it's worth gave humble life and girth
a loam child of no mother and no father

A born saint, feasting on the ashes of mount deity.
Hail thee, oh chosen one
God hath forsaken us!
Our lives of dust
are nothing by compare.

Fools, following a jealous God!
"Call out to me or be forgotten and vanquished "

No matter
a new world order is due
the lamb of the earth shall walk once more
spreading tales and wisdom of our pompous "lord"

Let us take back the earth,
let us take back our beauty.
Our ancestors are dead
Tis a new age without reason to beseech
Have love or find it
make temples that bind it
pray to love
hold the weight of a feather
and let it glide

cuz like,
carrots are alright
and washing them is part of an every day thing.
Think about it..
We could build our lives around
the creation and destruction of carrots.
Everyday could be like black satin astrolabes
in a carrot sized environment.
No more would we have to wait in line
at complimentary fashion tables
for what we once remembered as carrots.
"Does it fit in the paper?"
Yeah.. I would think so.
I would think it really, really fits.. ok?

Your smile
is all it takes
to make me smile.

my body,
I cover it in wet socks
I fill my pockets with locks of her hair-
due to being scared that she'll stare at my **** while I ***
and the trees, when they bark at me
I say things carefully
and I prepare to be  taken advantage of.
I'm not a fan of your plans to fill my urethra with mud.
I like blood when it's thick like lipstick, but prefer it loose like diarrhea.
It moves down my legs into puddles on the floor.
I close the door and spread it. I adore the chore.
I fed it to my pets kept in my cardboard box.
A white fox and baby ox, they're used to eating nothing but rocks.
they devoured it
I shower in their ***. It powers me.
You see?
***** stained teeth. The man in the mirror hath no sheath for his blade.
He spares no spades and he lives alone.
He's an equestrian.  He's a ******* equestrian and I spat in his face.
Where are your horses now you disgrace?
Goodbye!
Goodbye?
Why am I not surprised that you despise every lie I have devised behind closed blinds?  
Do you hear me? I cry because I've spent my life dying.
It's a sickness. It's a **** fest  to test the spit that we ingest.
My intestines hang low and heavy, resting on my dresser.
I undress her time after time in my mind when I ******* at night.
She was a shoe-in.
Her name is Gwen and she **** in my sink.
It didn't stink, but it was black like ink.
I left it there for days, much like her hair that stays safe in my pocket.
If I had a gold locket, I would fill it with the glue her eye sockets produce in the mornings.
I'm warning you.   I am as crazy as you think I am not,
and if I find you, I'll abuse you till your family doesn't recognize you
Because that's what I do.
If you're feeling confused don't assume that I am used to it.
Don't assume anything.
Don't assume that I am watching you
Don't assume  that I'm watching you
I would never watch someone like you
You're a freak and you disserve me
I don't disserve you
You're a peach and I am nothing but a fly trying to reach into your meat to plant my seed
You need it though. Don't you get it?
I'd die before I'd let you leave my basement and become some *****
You will follow orders, or I will carve them into your skin with a small metal pin
you will listen, oh mother of my kin.
God would have me betray you
God would have me slay you for your sins
I am only man. What would the Gods say of me?
I try to be right, but **** the light.
I'd be a fool not to fight it.
I might as well control my own destiny
and pick at my own festering wounds metaphorically speaking.
I'm tired of teaching myself lessons and of being a pest to the men around me.
I don't owe you anything
You owe me your skin and bone
I own you, you snake.
I can see you want only to bite me
I despise you and your kind.
Racist folk. blind to the world.
shallow girls with ***** toys they stole from their parents.
Apparently you need me to take care of you.
I'll tie you to me, and me to my car as I drive it into the lake
I drown in reality to float in a dream