I'm about to take a cruise to an arctic wonderland
Trees will be tumbling and white
Cars will be snow-blown and frosted
My limbs will be hypothermic and exhausted
The sky will be a dull gray
I will be enclosed in sepia tones
Black and white like the sweet 50's.

But constantly I wish I'd happen to spy
Your black silhouette on the milky white sky.

Begging you
My knees scarred and raw
Purple
Bleeding profusely

Skin falling off
Stare at these eyes
Can you see the gold?
A frequent memory of lawns
And sheets among dawn
Thankful to simply be a pawn
Apologies unneeded
Warnings unheeded
Don't you utter a careless word
Is this all we have with which to work?

You may carry the aroma of harmony,
But your twisted psychiatric cacophony
Is a melody to the sad symphony
That I wish I could sing you
I would put you to sleep
Every single dark evening
By feel, under star-shine

If my songs were moving enough to make you stop crying inside,
Would you finally carve our initials into trees
And spray-paint our faces into underpasses, please?

You threw my ashes into the walls
Prolonged my life by a few minutes
You genuinely care about me
My singsong introductions
My performances, my body
My aging.

You really care, you really invest, you truly impress.
So why can't this grow?  Relapse?
Come hither.
I trust you to use me responsibly, dear.

I'm drawing a blank, here.
Let's spill it all out.
We love everything altogether as it is. Even the things we hate.
We love to hate them. I do. You certainly do.

No relevancy here, please don't even try to understand
This hastily scribbled bunch of swirls
I am just trying to meet my psychological demands
And dance across continental rifts
Deep-sea madness floods

Your brain on the walls
All your memories on my favorite sweater
It's so beautiful to watch your life flash
After your eyes are turned round
And they get all bloodshot
Like my buckshot.


This doesn't make any sense anymore.
What am I doing?
Seriously, guys, what the ****?!

It's so hard to watch the good ones turn sour.
Beautiful and poetic.
"I hate the way things are."

I think, if we continue to go on like this
There will be a moment when we realize
That we must end it.

The new beginning can be golden, but you're scared
The abuse is shining through you
Your eyes are blackening like pigment ensnared
Like underneath, the shadows glow through

Please say it again, please say it again.
Every time you do I just can't help but crumble and melt
And yes, darling, it is true.
Just like an ocean blue, the curtains make me wet for you
The morning fog is peeking through
Like a [seven-ten AM] full moon.

We can't keep meeting like this.
I hope you see these words
Because I want to throw them in your face.

You are my one true wish. A desire I could never endure.
A person I could never approach to be sure
Yet when you're near, it feels so pure
To look in your eyes and wash the cure
Out of my bloodstream, with your venomous teeth
Attacking my chest like boysenberry leaves.
The subtlety of clumsiness becoming its own grace
Everything pinned down with your breath next to my face.

You know who you are. You woke me up.
With your hands on my shoulders.
Our arms locked.
Legs interlaced like a progressive scan.
Nails digging into the palms of my hand

The kiss that I see in your eyes, tongues tied like phantasmagoria
Get on my back once more; Your hands are food to my euphoria.

Arms intertwined
Telephone wires
Lay on my spine
Simply desire

You don't have to be scared to let the thoughts in
This morning would be pointless if forgotten
My body being pulled apart like cotton
Was this room made for truth or to be fought in

Violence and *** separated by a
Thin Line. Talk that way again and wreck
My Spine. Say those words again and then
Grind.
Precipitating on the windowsill, she's a widow still
Her pending husband killed before he was even real
I can't imagine the spasm from the thigh-bridge chasm
Until she pins down all my arms and keeps me fastened

The ease in our flirtation is no cause for alienation
You're a potential scream sensation, no room for retaliation
When my legs are in the basement and my back suffers lacerations
Nail recalibration in the spinal cord creation
Your hair still caught in the drain and the humidity of the rain
Peeling the walls off the paint, i always said she was a saint
The pulse will make you faint, in the rivers that I'd taint
I'll give you my heart and brain if you promise to keep me sane.

Your eyes dance like the last 3 men on stage at the end of a tragic play
Your legs grow from the earth and never falter like evergreen trees on a foggy day
we'd gallop down these empty cobblestone streets until we entered the veins
And on and on our twisted wires will conspire until we meet in the rain.

Darling, are you famous?
Is it for you I play this?
Why is it so hard to say it?
I want to loosen your teeth and your locked lips

Smile for me, the radiation in your mouth blinds the hateful fool inside me.
Laugh for me, I'll create a nation to bind you to the coils of my arteries
Hold me, your arms are oh, so cold, and they never relax my neck long enough
Open your mouth and leave your cries out to dry out and rot away in the sun snuffed

You're the one I bowed to, you gave me such a start
"Is it really her name that's been stuck inside my heart?"
And had I known that I really had a choice
My undying desire for you, long ago, I would have voiced
When you stroll by, all I can see are the music waves in your eyes
And sometimes, not knowing your name made me want to cry
So tonight, it will be known that I hate being on my own
And if I am lucky, maybe neither of us will have to stay alone.