each kiss is unique like a persons signature on your heart. the first kiss writes it down and it says to you don't forget me don't let me leave your heart. each kiss after reignites it like a hot flame and then when she leaves you it becomes like a burn it scabs over and blisters and the more you think about it the more you pick at it and reopen the wound but in the end its just a kiss isn't it?

Sweet dreams baby,
No goodnight kiss,
A 'X' over my heart,
No way you can miss,
Your aim is impeccable,
And I have no way out,
I'm tired of lying,
And living with doubt,
Shot straight through the heart,
In and again,
My lover's own bullet,
Ended the pain,
Not a bullet of lead,
No gun to be found,
And from a lonesome trigger,
There was never a sound,
A gun called fate,
A bullet called love,
The target I became,
Salvation- unworthy of,
You saved a girl,
Who would never have known,
A love like this,
Would ever have grown,
From a friendship and laughter,
Something beautiful came,
All thanks to a lover,
And his flawless aim.

DON’T LET THE ROBOTS WIN


The red sun gazes upon a blue moon’s reveries
While the baker glazes over our doughnuts memories
5-9 TV talks of talcum dreams,
Suicide sweet
****** machines.
Fascist fornication with communist candy
Tastes kinda like Yankee doodle dandy

I whisper over the roar of a glazed man grazing,
Dazed, and drowned,
to the Automated telenation:
“Don’t use self checkout lines,
Don’t let the robots win!”