as i try and craft my speech i stumble
as it comes out of my mouth i mumble
i fear rejection for i do not think very highly of my self
relatively humble.
oh how nice it'd be to get this girl to smile and fall and tumble
in love. her curly hair
id adore her blue eyes and say i never stop admiring.
hair so pretty,i mean beautiful
prettiful

Black and white
In between, I fall
I’m a scale to black
And the shade of white
I’m the color of no color
I’m the dusk, I’m the night
I’m the soul of all colors
I’m the glimpse after light
I’m the “G” in Green
I’m the “R” in Red
I’m the “A” in Aqua
I’m the “Y” in You
And you are my delight

The taste
of rain
—Why kneel?

-lights out-
fall, hands a-clasped, into instantaneous
ecstasy like a shot of ****** or morphine,
the gland inside of my brain discharging
the good glad fluid (Holy Fluid) as
i hap-down and hold all my body parts
down to a deadstop trance-Healing
all my sicknesses-erasing all-not
even the shred of a 'I-hope-you' or a
Loony Balloon left in it, but the mind
blank, serene, thoughtless. When a thought
comes a-springing from afar with its held-
forth figure of image, you spoof it out,
you spuff it off, you fake it, and
it fades, and thought never comes-and
with joy you realize for the first time
'thinking's just like not thinking-
So I don't have to think
any
more'

Its lonely at this time of night
i think about the woman i wish i could have in my life
maryjane has had a hold my time
im ready to let her go now.

To explore some new territory
Alive and Awake maybe she will notice me
if not at least ill have a hold of me