frustrating like a man who is smoother than you
I wander through these corridors
looking for a wing

I can picture you in this setting
between an officer and I
quietly sitting

something tells me you've said this before
when all this originality
turns to ash

I'll give you the benefit
if you'll give me incentive
to leave behind my greatest dues

The shade is making me cold,
I think a headache is coming on,
drinking since I got out of bed,
How can I ever live up?

And I can't tell if it's the rock of the boat
Or the whiskey that's making me stumble

Let the lines tell you a story,
I was out too long,
I've been gone for far too long,
people-watching from the same place,

Until someone resembles you.

stillness in dark, floor cold to the touch
a ceremony of sadness.

bones thin, wither, wear
where she used to call home,
a murderous affair.

her reflection impure, burn a hole in the wall

in her blood-stained white gown
she suffers, she bleeds
under her permanent crown.

you've stained me like a burn
a sizzling cyst that persists
tainted my perception through gore, imagine
twirling eternity between *******
oh love, how you've lost
and abandoned assuming good sides of me
a scratch unexpected
I never could have guessed it
don't speak, I am only a ghost
altered visuals because of your preference
don't push me, I'm high on the ground
through stammers and handshakes
I'd lose in the end
but honey, worry not for your misaligned friend
in a way, I'd have liked you to stay
so I could disappoint you everyday
that look locked on your face
it's fatal, humiliate
bring divinity into a life so uncommon
and tossed for the sake of desire.

try to be sly when you lie but
colors surrounding your eyes but
first time in a while I'm staring into denial
closer to me you'll be and feel free

filling your thoughts with doubt
too many girls to think about
I ain't in it for the affiliation
interested in the cash
losing a trivial match
denying the situation at hand
bury me in the ground about
ten feet under
planting me like a tree
a dead tree with hopes of stationary conduct

light the fire, toss the keys
it's another night we won't feel the breeze
dip into the lake
dip into her heart
don't start -
you're fatally drunk and I'm sure of it
close your mind and forget it

she said she likes me better
when my eyes aren't faded and red
lost in the numbness
always self-induced
a feeling I hold onto for security
and adoration
I love her like she could break
though I know that not to be
hot-head, I'm a sword with a double end
she often reminds me of me

she dips her toes in, testing radioactivity
requests slow motion waves at dusk
friends with strangers, plans rearrange
will she lay in troubled happenings?
her love is a virtue, but what if she hurts you?
no intent to stay with just one

he expects absolute devotion
requests exploding praise upon the morning
try hard, but what about the end game?
differences flowing through similar paths
but what he does not realize
she is but a free bird, soaring down valleys with a closed ticker

a threat, self seeker, her morning liqueur, sir
upon further investigation
you're all three

maybe that makes you toxic to me

to anticipate a short encounter
when a long absence is expected
to silently pray
and patiently wait
when you know it will never happen
a hot headed frontman
corrupting the nights

step into his castle
but ensure that you're sure
'cause once you catch sight
of the demons he hides
and disguises as pleasures
you're ****** in for life
there is no turning back
there is no moving on
because once you step foot
in the jail called a castle
he'll take over your thoughts
'til the very end of time.

I haven't felt a feeling too long
I often don't love too hard
a protective system put in place for a self-destruct personality
unravel my intuitions until they're laid to rest
rest on me, breathe on me
place your hands on me, it won't be for long

a man's gentle endeavors
to handle a fragile little lady

home is changing, a home without walls
the clock's ticking with no time left at all
there's an infinite life, an infinite time
for us to conform to each other's resiliency

an intimate friend too old to call lover
too dangerous to feel any bit safe
but tonight, as I live out my ambitions, with you in the back seat of the car I just stole, we'll drive and we'll run . . .
to another lonely town full of poisonous fun
go-kart catalysts and vulnerability
with freedom galore
and a lightning-shock sun

...

I can still feel your face in my hands.

From the night full of wonder, and laughter, and love
The cold wind brought you in
My warmth will guide you closer to me.

I can still see you blink in the light.

Green eyes that beckon me towards forever
For a house fit for a self-proclaimed king
A suitable life for your future wife, your girl

I can still hear your breath in my ear,
Feel your hands in my hair,
The temporality of the night beats at my heart
Don't run from obsessive emotion

you can throw your hands up
I wouldn't care
you can bounce through the hallways
fingers in your hair
I won't look away
rather focus upon
the light leaving the day
why should you care?
your gaze shifts on me
like I should have the answer
upon the seam of my sleeve
you can dance in three colors
I could make it four
but you're in your own world
not a foot on the floor

if you love it let it go,
if it returns it is real,
but as does a virus
or an insect in the walls.
to discern a lover from pests
or physical attraction from emotional sincerity
happiness from fulfillment . . .
drawing me back, every time, to you
caught in a trap,
a bitter taste for every confession;
painful admissions breaking their way through gripped teeth,
and since, in the past, you've destroyed all my standards
obliterated sensations of sanity
if you knock at my door,
you know I'll hand you the key
allowing you to enter
despite how poisonous you may be.

leaving on a sunny morning
as the people arrive
I'm out of the drive

overwhelmed and under pressure
heels overlooking a fence on the border
behind an alibi

starting fresh for the thousandth time
how could this be life-changing?
continuing the search
mastering the art of restart
no one can hold you down
or let you fly,
better than I can, my lovely

just one! I promise I'll stop!
ruining lives one voice at a time
starving for a fun night
where did my mind go?
where did the sense go?
why did my love leave,
and now how can I show?

tip toes outside my door
sensing movement
a single breath, at best

I'll meet you on the other side
where the sun never rises
and the boys never cry
I'll be there at dusk to say
things you'll forget the next day

to a place where blue is the only color
and you're always ready for another
where drinks are spilled
and love is pills

missed and dismissed
they're getting too close
digging for kicks
and staring at an empty horizon
but I'm here and I'm calmed
by the snicker of your words
pull back on the blade
scare them away
and laugh at their trade
salty and sinister
another, I need ya
you remind me of something I've had
creating a better first meet
stand up with my hands on the ground

sweet caressing baby, so gently we arrive
like a doll your steps all align
freedom comes with age but us, dear... my rage...
binds me to this haunted home
no knowledge and no hopes to confront
an alibi, but too common to take names
disbelief riddles my head and tangles my tongue
burning spark that is growing inside
I upheld you from the beginning of our time
now sleep, and wake not
for the day is lonely as I am alone
instinct takes over and
makes a warm heart cold

May your blood water this earth
In the holy breaches of the sea
May your breath take the life out of me
In sorrow you disguised a feeling
So far out of reach, abandoned in disbelief
Before you adorned me in love and emotion
The fall was a staple among our hopeless trials
Jewels and scepter
My crown glitters gold
Tell me the stories, of us growing old
I wish I could say that you needed me
Wish I could ever care
But with my frail little body,
I'm nailed to this wall
Your words mean nothing, anymore, not at all
A shadow of remnants
Bound into you
Holy, still

all the friends fall
and bones wear thin from the drug
remember all you intended to be
and bury it deep in the mud
when the day drags long
and loved ones stop loving
remember all that was expected of you
and run the other way
for the sake of sanity, for the sake of respect

ashamed for an irritable disposition
your queen has her hand high
and you don't know what it's like
to be condemned

he lets her win every fight
with a smile like bribery
she knows she's unsafe
he seems to think so
they're hopeless,
they know they will
end up laying it all on the table someday
walk away, if she wants to be free

each secret like a surgery
each one cuts a little deeper
each one raises uncertainty
but he knows they'll come out the other side
they'll be stronger than they were
becoming vulnerable to her
unveil the darkest side of each other
and she'll fall a little deeper
for each small discovery
pulls her closer to you

falling, I can feel it . . .
building up in a delayed type of motion

like a house filling slowly with strong gasoline
watch yourself, when you finger the flame
and the place is ablaze in seconds

awaiting the tipping point in uneasy distress
to push me over the edge, just barely
and experience a crash landing like never before

I'm a senseless fool for you,
not because of what I do, or have done, or will
but you, revealing all these forgotten truths
to uncover things I never knew I wanted

like involuntarily pressing on the gas pedal
and your foot won't seem to let up
a dynamic weight that is out of control
dancing down a dicey avenue

sooner or later I know you will say
something to cause a change in the way
I view myself, a delegation by the highest power

. . . seep lento, my dearest friend . . .

your discouragement has brought you to me
while I'm lying asleep in confusion
. . . euphoria,
enveloped by rash dissonance and heavy heartbeats

it's senseless! irrational!
and I labored so willingly to avoid this fate!
escape, I can't, not now, you see . . .
you're too attached, you know too much
fall into me . . .

the timely contraption calls in beckoning fashion
it ticks in a mimicking manner as if to laugh
at the sudden second thought and malevolent misfortune
of finding true love in a small bathroom stall

oh well, I am unable to dwell
hoping to progress with as little tenderness as needed
have a nice day! positive thoughts!
all up until you are mine and beyond
we'll fall freely

stung, yet sprinkled, with crystalized particles
embarrassed to look up from my lap
a silent snicker, a squeeze of the knee
willingly sacrificing composure for adventure
run away with the secret!
hide it somewhere good!
lie to them, seek a personal advantage
pathetic and malicious
but abruptly amusing anyways
during the year final to this experience
to have this welcoming security
and excitement mistaken for anxiety
I cannot express my gratitude
I cannot explain how lucky I am

I need to know myself better. It's never known, always a mystery. A manuscript detailing the destruction of the ego. Alive and well. Alive and well. Believe me, I've been there. I've lived in your shoes. That's the life of a variable. A varying entity. You'll never know for sure, that I can promise. This circular reasoning has been driving me mad, and I can't wait to spend an entire night in your arms. More or less, we're stationed in a flawed system of haptics, no desire to break free, no, I never felt the need. Remember when you stabbed me with a sword? And I let it happen, because I thought it was good for you.

Hello my name is Parvin,
and I live my days so normal.
My pup wakes me up by ******* my leg,
When I wake, he is dead as a doornail.
My sins begin when I hit the road
Hitting animals, rather
with my car on purpose.
For the rush.
At work I set up the hot dog stand
$20, all beef, some **** if you're lucky. . .
I act so normal in my encounters with people
My eyes get stucky, words become fucky.
And every time I get the chance,
I close my eyes and think of Barbara Lance
Her lips on mine, what a lovely treat
Never seen her in person, but I've heard 'bout her feet.
Country music is my jammy jam
but I mix it with metal, get naked, and dance!
Yes, this is my life,
I know it sounds boring
But the excitement really starts
when Aunt Isobel starts roaring.
I'm starvin', I'm happy, I'm Parv.

wloud yuo go for em?
I dno't maen as a somlutae
but rhater
a ditasrciton to keep teh rlaetiy aawy?

wuold you go fro me,
so I dno't hvae to go aolne?
I am araifd taht if I eemgre
all tahts lfet wlil be sikn and bnoe.

wloud you go otu for me,
so I dno't hvae to sohw my fcae
in the clod hareetd baet of scioety
and teh dlaiy trerors taht srruuond me?

wolud oyu go for em
nto as a firend
but rhater
a lveor, to hlod froveer and keep aawy the dmeons?

yuo shulodn't go fro me
I cna't ofefr mcuh of aynhting
but I'd rhater it be oyu
tahn me out tehre in the meriaatl wlord