A knot is tied using my small intestine,
but I keep forgetting the reason
for my ultimate indigestion.
So if she will touch me any softer,
I'll let her into those inner-workings
that cloud me with thoughts of her,
but I swallow them and am left choking on copper
like a child eating pennies for an easy dollar.

She comes and goes in patterns,
keeping the shades drawn
and letting newspapers pile on the lawn
as she blows sultry smoke
from her cracked bedroom window.
And I know she's feeling low,
but I wish she would throw me a bone—
or at least something to gnaw on.

I'm choking on words caught somewhere
between my stomach and lips,
feeling bare; naked, counting the tips
that were tucked slowly into the underwear
wrapped in lace around my hips,
trying to remember the last time
that I—or she—was happy.

I didn't know
I don't remember
But you stole me
and I'm happy you did,
And happy I will be
As long as you carry my heart
The way you carry it now,
With new truth to me
I will always carry yours

Always on the search for truth
I Hide from it’s Face now and for the first time
Because Ignorance is Bliss

I wouldn’t dream of editing you
And am Glad you Found someone to talk to
But every now and then I wish it wasn’t me

I know you well enough now to see you won’t be falling for me
You won’t be listening for my Heart Beat

The Formers
You’ve divulged these secrets to me

Open as a book
I’ll bend the spine to make my crease clear and visible
There is one who’s left a lurking Impression
I get to see the stains
They won’t wash out

I think it’s too late
I wouldn’t have been enough
Enough to make Taintless the mess they’ve left behind
Lets pretend that I’m ignorant to what You and I both know

This obsession, with the regression-
                                         Well I'd never lean my lessons faster than
                                    The tide swaying my bones in a bottle
                             Out to the jetti where the jaded rocks crashed me
                    I became seaglass, a smoothed over mass that
                                 Taught me, nothing,
                                             Taught me,nothing-
                                              And dried salt sprayed our eyes
                                                   Liquified voices,called our names
                                                           ­      Countless times;
                                                    A doubt to follow our old ways
                                          A risen flame, just brushing the lions mane
                                             Oh sweet, silly things, much bigger
                                       Than I can see,you right infrount of
                                   Where I need to be—
                              "Where do I need to be?"
                       I tried every road, the breaks failed me
                 The careless casualties
                       Taught me nothing,
                       Taught me nothing.

Each petal born is an eternal wound. No scars form on this heart for this heart is already at full bloom. So many petals fill my chest and I breathe in their scent. I need to find someone who can rip away the petals like I would in a game of "He loves me, He loves me not." Until a heart is revealed. And pray to God it is still beating once you are done.

Dreaming during the witching hour’s like
Being under the pink with an icicle
And I don’t wanna go to hell on a technicality
So I dream under the sun
I dream ultraviolet
But then to the human race, I seem to lose the keys
And the rabbits always lead me to gardens of lust
And they’re kidnapping angels on capitol hill
Thought me and the universe had an agreement
But still I’m building spaceships the size of a pill
If you let out your monkey, a butterfly gets framed
Where goes all those who have lost their graces
This tattoo of you is a curse-
a Borneo from the bottom of a bottle
And dreaming during the witching hour’s like
Being under the pink with an icicle
And I don’t wanna go to hell on a technicality

My lover asks me:
"What is the difference between me and the sky?"
The difference, my love,
Is that when you laugh,
I forget about the sky.

Rocking back and forth, side to side
Utter silence in our sphere presides
A look, no a glance I dare throw in your way
Pleading, seeking a sympathetic glare

Pride lurks like a lion in hunt
Neither one dares oppose its might
Instead love pays the price over shame
Eternal sadness swings in our way

The winter's cold grasps our hearts
Mute, lifeless as the frosty leaf
A new plight to our shore comes
As I look behind with love and grief