Conversation begins to rise with the giggles. The irony of life is too common not to laugh. A mixture of colours scatter across the sky. Blending into one to see the cosmic eye. Rays of fluorescent light ripple across my vision. Tunes dance around us with there flowery melodies, hypnotising our moods. The sand sinks into the soles of my feet. As we move closer to the roaring ocean, demanding to be touched. Our bodies gently press upon the water. It streams up our legs leaving a chill. We walk across the shore discussing the politics of meaning, reality begins to dissolve.
Are humans the most intelligent species in the world?
I cant help to disagree, we're sharks looking for our next prey. The weakest waiting to be enslaved by our arrogance.
But you insist in our advance technology that surpasses any other species known.
If we're so intelligent however, then why do we massacre each others dreams constantly. Dead bodies thrown in ditches with our forgotten hopes. Is it smart to be consumed by an ego and place yourself in top of the food chain. What are we missing?
Empathy.
We reach the end of the shore and  draw a breath of fresh air to fill our lungs.
Peace.
The waves cease to move and the ocean extends beyond sight.
Silence.
The sun stretches across the horizon and showers us with warmth.
Love.

you make me want to drop everything
for a week or two
and run
drive out to no where
where no one can see us
know where we go is our little temporary home
sleeping under stars with you would make them that little bit clearer to see
see the sea at sunset sitting out the back of a cheap car
a movie
directed by God
written by Mother Nature
"sunset sweethearts"
so lets make our own little movie
lets explore everywhere
everywhere.
run with me.

i never expected any of this to happen
but here we are
winter has begun
and now you shine as my own little sun

so remember to breathe,
when you get back i'll still be here.
when you're there hold the watch to your heart
chest filled
eyes closed
steady
                                                                                                       steady
steady
im here
and there
for you

your monsters hide in the darkest corners of the mind
but remember that the pen is mightier than the sword.
and with every word you write
every one of my words you read
those monsters get slain day by day
so listen to me as i say and say
again
i love you.
even when you can't love yourself
so that one day you might learn how to.

the world's a ******* mess
its gone to ****
and i am every bit apart of it
i may have started it.
try to find a greater shade
to be the way
to lead the way
i need the way
teach me the way.

the worlds a ******* mess there is no love
we need the love
we need to love.
show us your love, or how to love.
show us to care, we need you here.
show us the light inside of us,
give me the light to shine for us.
the worlds a ******* mess
its gone to ****
is this what you planned for us?
do you look down on us?
don't frown on us,
we are so lost.
we need your guidance.
we need confidence.
as we try to find a brighter side
to an elevated higher side.
its out of sight,
give us a sign.
    oblivion,
wish i would go back
can i go back to no one?
can i go back to nothing?
my life's a ******* trip,
it makes me sick
im jaded, i hate it.
hate that im faking it,
as slow as im taking it.

can i love without losing?
how do i live without bruising?
no pretending, no delusion.
sweet, sweet oblivion.

not very fast
       yet moved past
                the scene was lost

                       wrong decision
                                off was the season
                                         the heart got incision

                                          the blind turns
                                 some heart burns
                        no one returns

                       the lonely road
            the heart explode
the memories overload

the soul yearns
          the wound burns
                     the traveler learns!

                      the road bends
                                the broken mends
                                         and the trip ends!

the bed is nestled in disarray puffed and creased and folded
all off kilter mattresses scratched up air pad
nightstand bruised by rings of white where water collected
laptop pushing yellow light weakly through the red currant smoke
its warm and inviting your face is tingling and a soft smile lurks.

the trip and walking in the storm

          in the rain neither wet nor dry
              
               skin neither hot nor cold but feeling

                    something smooth and searing pushing on the brain

               fierce winds and acute awareness

          a new phase an evolution a transformation
    
     it flings you up but pulls you down

to that sleepy groove in the shade.

dead leaves on the windowsill and the silhouette of leaves
cast on the fading white wood and the wind
***** the torn up mesh a broken insect screen slashed up
stuck with my head in the blur and the sizzling haze
there's still sound in the skies.