I haven't heard another voice in three whole days
I soak in the suns rays
Driving with all the windows down
Trees look like blurs of green and brown
I'm taking back roads that people have forgotten
On the trees the fruit grows rotten
It's just me and the warm radio static
Talking to myself has become almost automatic
I get this feeling, one that I can't explain
I stop the car on the corner of Old Sandwich Road and Norway Lane
I get out of the car, my feet uncertain as they hit the ground
I don't hear a single human sound
Only the wind dancing on the leaves
And the sun touching everything it perceives
The birds talking in the slow summer air
A song leaves my lips like a signal flare
It was wordless song
It felt like it would belong
In the endless choir of the trees
My hair is ruffled by the breeze
As if the forest was patting me on the head
I get back in the car and drive the endless road ahead

I'm digging your geometry
All of your beautiful asymmetry
Measuring out all of your curves
You are more then I deserve
Obtuse, acute and right
You are stunning tonight
Your perpetually moving lines
In the moonlight; you shine
Your an ever changing equation
I wish to find your every unknown variable

Fading clarity
Gaping iregularity
Rapid decomposition
A crumbling postion
Fear and anger fuel the fires
As they unravel the knot of desires
A purely toxic entanglement
The wounds were allowed to ferment.
Now we are slowly dying
Of this there is no denying

Oh this feeling of utter alienation
This endless road trip without a destination
Trapped inside this metal monstrosity of a car
I feel like we haven't made it very far
Constantly around the same round about
Enshrouded in fog made of doubt
I'm endlessly confined
Within the labyrinth of my mind
Shifting corridors, dark spaces
Constant bombardment of familiar faces
I gaze out the tinted windows
And try and figure what no one knows
To try and bypass the security of my brain
To do so and remain sane
To see what cannot be seen
To tap into the source of inspiration

Your voice is lower than a whisper
A voice I strain to hear
To hear over the immeasurable strangling silence
To hear the sweet waves of flow and movement
The words rise up and smash on the shores of my mind
I feel the endless potential energy stored in the structure of your light phrasing
Chemical bonds ready to burst.
I grasp at them like a blind man grasping at straws.
I want to understand you
To understand the girl inside that painted armor
I love you.
I love the you I perceive
I just want to hold you deep in the ever expanding country of my arms
When we talk I see your eyes light up
Your whole face moves into the perfect position
I know that is you.
Your mouth is the opening of an endless river
As a stream of whispered beauty flows perpetually
I love this you.
The one who talks honestly and beautifully.

The moment is so fleeting
I can hear your heart beating
In this perfect silence
I've developed a realiance
To the frequency of your eyes
Shimmering like the bright blue skies
I listen to your breathing
I think your worth believing

We're drifting apart
Slowly but surely
Snipping the strings of the heart
I'm not speaking prematurely
I feel it in the words you speak
In the way you kiss
You're losing your mystique
I know something is amiss
The light that once lit up your face is fading
Sometimes it feels like talking to a stranger
Where I once felt at home, I now feel like I'm invading
I feel like I'm living in constant danger
At any moment you may deal the final blow
I don't want it to end
I want to continue to grow
And you will insist on still being my friend
Whatever the hell that means
Still the same messy end
I'm tearing at the seams
With the immanent evasion  
Awkward mono-syllable conversations
Just the balancing of the equations
The beginning and the end of relations