distance is a friend
to the holes in our young hearts
watching through a lens

andy warhol prints

float like shadows in the air

but they are all gold

All this rice in my bed is interfering with my sleep
But I didn't know there was a hole in my head
Please don't ask me about all the snails I keep
Some things are better left unsaid

All the rabbits in the cupboard are pouring out,
Three by two,
As the spiders dance down the shutters
They pixilate the sun's new gloom

So I wipe the sadness off my mattress,
and start anew
Simply free and sweetly tactless,
happiness grew

Flourishing vegetation in vast variety
Not only for self, enough for society
The sun would shine,
the rain would fall,
Thick, robust vines,
nurture the small
Abundance in everyone is not truth,
Sprouts may grow but stop in youth
Plants may die
can't help but grow
Look back in time
and always know

I sit cross legged in my rocking chair,
holding my balance as best I can.
I want you to wake,
but I don't want to wake you.

Filled with poison I stare down the hall,
I hear the silent cries of animals.
With my heart I listen to their sorrows,
but with my mind I refuse their requests.

I could save all the creatures inside of me,
but I just want them to leave.
I want to remember what they have done,
but I don't want to feel it any longer.

You stir in your sleep,
and I fear you can hear my thoughts forming.
That you will know what I am truly,
and the love will evaporate.

But your peaceful eyes stay shut,
and you will never know who I am.
Because I am the one who ignores the cries of children,
I am the one who should be forgotten.

your skin
and my eyes,
losing sight,
cross paths once more.

the salty waters
flow for you in rivers
and collect
between your shoulder blades.

pools of unrequited love
sit passively until shaken,
not stirred,
by your body.

and my mind
is elsewhere
but my body
is next to yours

so for now
we ****
and we cry

knowing
that soon
everything
will be gone

A twinge of regret sparks inside of me
and I fear I'll never be the same
I never thought that you were going
to be exactly who I loved
But there's this soft light in the air
every time your crooked teeth part
Please show me those lines of love again
I feel so lost in the moonlight
and I'll never be the same
And I never knew how this would affect me
all the ******* insignificant people
who I've called friends
I never thought that they would leave
to go drown in the ocean
Is it all really that bad?
Is it all really that ******* terrible?
Do I have a choice?
I'll never be the same

Your dark salmon lips form the word love
As mine, stained red with lipstick and lust,
trace your body's outline.

You place your hands in my hair
and your fingers, so familiar,
feel as though they could be strands of hair
growing out of my scalp.

I place my hands in your hair,
and those dark salmon lips part,
revealing a softly crooked pattern
that breathes love into my heartless body.

And I fight the urge to kiss you,
because one thousand kisses
will never be quite as rewarding
as staring at your smile.

bones and skin
hair and teeth
eyes and lips
hands and feet

i can't comprehend
all the blurred lights
flying so close
and fading
into what must be
the future

I long for you when you are a thousand miles away
Just as strongly as when
your lips are inches from mine
when you are so far from me
I long for your body
and so close
I long for your mind.
For our souls to crash into each other
and combine
our separate solar systems
to come together
and become one universe
with a sun that shines to brightly
and burns so hot
that
it sets fire to all it touches
and eventually
our love
is
everything.