Be there in 20 minutes
Leaping, leaning, lurking eyelashes
Bun in my hair, glad to give any man a scare
I think of lines and inspiration I wish to write
Every moment of every day.

Ring pillow, but ya see
Its got a one hitter, a bag of ****, and a wolf lighter
Instead
Naked in my bathroom, my eye twitching
From so much caffeine and all the things
I long and dream to do.

Your noses, all of your noses
I contemplate the angles and mistakes of them
New York City, as her blue eyes--I make them sparkle
Words on a page flowing through lips
I wish to be only sincerity.

Don't be so ******* unprofessional
I think to myself, scoffing along the way
As images of your spit hitting my skin
Flow and swim through my head.

The flights and fancy of romance
I don't lick wounds over them too much
I've pretty much been through it all
Sometimes a humming sad song
Fills my siren lungs
But then I think of the richness, the depth
Of all of the painted stories
I can tell.


Theres something about the world these days
Our barbie dolls, we do a double take at them
Maybe if we smeared their eyeliner,
They would seem much more human.

When you hit that cadence in your run
Gripping, burning, whispers:
"You can't go on. Stop!! STOP!"
Leaping through that voice
Through that bitter noise--
Like all of the elements
Bursting into one big fluid
******* throbbing pulse.