i want to thank you!
you led me the right way
so i have you to thank
for making me so hard to please
for unveiling
this beautiful world
though i am so far from
being in it
because of you
under these stars
these moons
these suns
it's because you tell me no way
for sure thought i was the victim
about to walk the plank
i was told to tell you
                                                    no way, this ain't fair play
                                                            ­                                        (hah! you thought you knew what was best)
theres a long line of things...
but i got something to thank you for
forever in debt to you
i have you to thank!
for making me so hard to please!
for making me try with perfect faith!
because of you
because of *you

Tea for two
beside the ocean blue
i looked inside my cup
just outta luck
saw the titanic old
my vision i told
to my mate sitting
next to me knitting,
Look here! i said,
I'm not kiddin!
a ships in there!
..."oh, thats too much to bare"
my mate said as he leaned
over to see, but the sunlight beamed,
and he could not see
the titanic that would sink

50% of the world resides in darkness
why do we keep running from it?
Embrace what comes in the night
grief,
death,
aging,
sagging,
anxiety,
fear,
the horror,
how it aches in my bones
                                                       because at times i feel so
                                                                                                                                 nothing
(lost in the terrain of my heart)

only through the darkness
can i see with clear vision
it is through grasping, hugging, holding and caressing all these grievances
that i can use them as a foundation, a step, to climb
higher
higher
higher

to finally see something
                                                and what is it,
                                                                                                  but only
                                                                                                                                                           the day.

Do you hear it?
the male cricket sings
the swallow sings
the bees sing
we sing
                                                            ­                        even if it's in the hollow of our hearts
we dance                                                            ­       even if it's in the hollow of our bodies
we Desire                                                         ­       even if we keep it hidden under our skirts
and you can't contain it
                                                              ­                    girls and boys, don't you lie
Food,
Power,
Money,
***,
Chaos
                              ­                                                   and yet im sitting here like really?
                                                                ­                 I am so low!
                                                                ­                 How can i revel in such lowliness??
                                                     ­                            Oh, do i revel in my desire.
Do you want to know why i am like this?
                                                           ­                      because I am human.
Desire
Desire
Desire

We were given this
All in an attempt
to bring us ever closer
to His heart.

do me this solid
and keep up with the

tired and over exhilarated
won't you ask me how im

learning to dig
inside my heart for my most recent

emotions are so awful they keep me
running for more and i can't

really see exactly where I'm
going to where im supposed to be trying to

understand how i feel is like
learning Chinese upside down, underwater, while having a tea party with an octopus

i guess ill just take the stairs and maybe i
could actually finish a

great deal of me feels
like i need to buy a nice looking

man and make him cook me spicy
omelets and he'll look quite **** under

my umbrella on the purple rooftops that i
decided to jump on my way to

work has been lowsy too many
people wishing for something and here i

am trying to finish a sentence i think
i might need to go back to grade school and take

an english course.

this girls got it down
when she stomps on the ground
the whole town
looks around
"say what"
what
what
what
(no thanks, macklemore)
when she flips her hair,
and it's in dee air
the boys all go
"heyyoo"
and shout the whole dayyo
caz look here allison
i know you like peanut butter cookies
and your percy jackson bookies
and singin' josh groban
like (you gotta be jokin')
really girl,
you think you got it goin'!
you inspired me
and to climb up in this tree
and write this poem
just so i could show em
that i can take it
as well as dish it
and girl
you the best roommate
you got the best traits
even though you keep me up
caz you be watching 30 rock
and wearing my fav pair of socks
but that okay
caz with you girl, every day
is a par-tay