express yourself
on the page
in all your
tenderness & rage

let it flow, bend,
crash & break
let it leave with
nothing left to take

express yourself
this age & hour
from your lonely
wooden tower

those souls you leave
drowning at sea
still as much of you
as they are of me

express yourself,
without shame
in humility there's
no room for blame

be like the palmtree
subject to wind
and flow freely
from deep within

express yourself, and
step forward
beauty is in things
just don't look for it

beauty is in things,
don't look for it
keep heart, remember
those four words

it's tragic and it's beautiful
bountiful and bound to fall
it's everything and nothing
and all things in between

my heart sinks, my lips arch
my feet walk, my hands grasp,
my eyes seek, spirit falters,
my skin yearns for
brushes against hers

my dreams mature, though, &
grow closer to a grave below

the green grass now
covered in white sorrow

you are the ghost,
the spirit of snow

fleeting, near-perfect
sad, wonderful

but I long to be
enveloped by thee

I long to see the
ice up to my knees

I'll disappear and
freeze, in that moment

that beautiful moment
eternally yours,
perpetually ours

frozen in time,
frozen in beauty

I'll freeze to death
if you let me

if this kinda thing's supposed
to come from within

I haven't the slightest clue
where to begin

with all of swings of life
some connect with the chin

the concrete will become
comfort if you let it

there's no harm in loving
I must remember that thought

after all is said and done
it's nearly all that I've got

love sick, running fever
nose dripping with snot

the feeling of sun rays
I nearly forgot

I long to overcome this
sickness full force

father's of creation will
surely endorse

the reincarnation of
of what was once before

it can be from the ashes
a riveting sight

puts weight on your heart
nearly blinds the eye

that notion of vision, though,
won't satisfy

theres things that lay deeper
than vision in the mind

I want to share with you
a whole happy fool

that waits up past sane
hour thinking of you

I'm neurotic and terrified,
brain all askew

though I need only know
you think of me too

all I need to know
is you feel me too

all I want to know
is you want me with you

I'm as important as necessary
as important as I let myself be
but necessary isn't necessarily
the right way to go about wanting

cool noon breeze, sweet scent that stings
a cushioned step for hardened feet
whereas the place heart & mind meet
i've long loitered that corner on the streets

senses that sting and a mind that sings
in madness, sadness, delusions and things
adhering to horrid truth in meaning
abstaining from animalistic need

though greed feeds on what it needs
in between the solid blurred lines it reads
that time is a vision pain is a choice
there's grace in sorrow & reason yet to rejoice

i sit now in stillness and wanting and need
love as a shadow to mask my greed
tormented by want, of things far away
still I long for virtue and truth in the day

overcast skies, things
get cloudy sometime
as you wiped counter & dish
and the disdain from my eye

womanly, inviting
incredibly exciting to see
you do what comes
naturally as you be

I'm a dog on a leash
without a bone or
a home, all that I've known
has long been outgrown

by those who have lived
by those who have died
to those who have given
& all of us who have lied

the sun and the moon
nature and worldly things
the supernatural, even
the pleasure that stings

but it all comes together
in sickened passing glance
it is brushes of body
in mirrored stance

I am losing will
with considerable force
but I'm feeling so many
different things

this is to be human
this is to be three dimensional
this is to be
this is to be nothing at all