A sight to you is a sight to me
But is it a sight if we both can't see
It's ability to be and only be?

A fallen tree is a sound to be
As it is found by a deer
A fox
A bee.
But what about you,
And what about me?

We can and will be
As a sound, or a tree
As something that will never see
Existence.

There is jail
There is Hell
There is space where you roam
In between places nowhere
And the place you call home

They can tell you you're nothing
That you can't be free
But what is free
Is always
Your right to be.

When brunettes see me stop and stare
I wonder what hides beneath their glare
Under by and by smiles
I'm pathetic,
And watch
Walk through each like an aisle

Beauty, hair,
It's everywhere!
Long, long summer length
Bold of shine and full of strength
It's been so long, I've watched mine grow
But it still won't reach down to my toes
Hair, Hair, Hair


Blonde here, red there
Straight impossible thick or fair

I like men,
Not the latter
But that doesn't matter
Because the locks of men cannot compare
To a brunette that makes me stop and stare.

Teeth so white,
and straight,
and clean

Legs so long,
so tan,
so lean

Body so fierce,
and tight,
and great

Mind so gone,
too little,
too late.

Can a silver cord bring you back?
To your hair, your luminescent messy headed shards of gold.
It moves in a coil
Like a snake, or a Slinky.
Quakes like your curls.

The beads are perched, one next to the other.
Perfect and sagging in a bend like a timeless smile
Like yours
Each bead a tooth, each
makes me smile back at you.

And the colors
The colors, the colors.
They are your moods, your rounded flaws.
So great and right.
If I could wear you every day, If I could wear you every day.

Yesterday I saw you fly
It was a bird but so am I
We flew so high I couldn't see
But who cares?
I'm as much a bird as bird could be.

You know,
The Brain and Heart will work as one.
And do you know what your life will become?
Pleasant, full, one balanced choice
After another, and another.
But what happens when they battle?
You best hope the heart will win.
Because when it begins? It will feed off your sins.
The guilt will fill you to the brim
Of things that you will never win
You can cry, yell,
You can go around and tell
All your friends
And they'll coax you and pretend
That it's okay, it's just a trend of your
Mind
And you will leave it all behind.
Just distract, interact.
Can't be so bad, just make a pact
With your Body, and forgive, remember the will to live.
Be nice to yourself, you've got flaws
Just like me, just like him.
Only...
We know how to swim.
So if you drown, just let it.
Just let it pull you down.
Because this is a monarch,
and the Mind always wins the crown.

Sublime
On time
But never late.
It hovers, waits
It relocates
It destroys the butterflies it creates.
Time will tell
What stays the same
But love's outcomes
Are never sane.