Freckles speculate hate
Mixing rushing ***
Kissing touching
Numb
Span the globe
Scan my mind
Just in time
To find a dime
Perfect flawless
Lawless bunch
Cockroach
Toenails
Make a crunch
All that rises is smoke and dust
And fragments of metal
Rocking chair rust
Because Melbourne is sinking
Along with my mind
Touch me forever
I swear I'll be kind
Even parking lots
Run out of time
Between brown eyes
And pursed lips
Your silver lining covered by rain
Refrain
Dear you look so splendid
And stupid
In the skin that drips
And slips
Into a bucket of paint
And freckles faint
Now fly away
To play on children's cheeks
On tire swings
While a demented boat flings
Sea lions upon one another
Into the bed of tears
She hears him cry
Because his truck has one wheel
And he can't quite feel
His head on her bed
Or his marshmallow finger tips
Cracking whips
While her hips collapse
And gasp
And sigh
While nuns are get high
Off of Jesus
The gardener from around the bend
And they bend
And kneel
On their knees
To please
The swarm of honey bees
That sail with the wild things upon the seas
But they can only count to ten
And not a sound from Big Ben
With a look in his eye
Of boredom and a final slice
Of pecan pie
Because he has been drafted again
No time to pretend
Tell your love its the end
Grab your gun
And run
Into the blood bank
Battlefield
Lay awake to forget
A stomach full of whiskey and regret
From the book of folklore below the bed
Floating bubbles on the dead
Lake ahead
Resist
Persist
Blue hair slams upon a grave
Red lips gravely graze
Claire's feet by the bay
What a feat
To defeat
Nothingness
The mending of pretending
But the truth is aloof
And that boy is still homeless
While Benjamin Franklin plays hide and seek
Waiting
Hesitating
Because he may smoke cigarettes or he may have a wife
But it's better safe then *****
And a large crowd
Never seemed so proud
Of a mayor of a city
Just west of someplace east
You can count on Chinatown to understand
Anything about rice or business underground
Because the pigment of your person
Is somehow more important
Then the character behind the content
And place of origin
Because the children are crying
Can't you hear it
Mothers punch and hit
While families full of love are unfit
Because there are  two fathers
And someone decided two is worse then none
And the green on the ground is wasting away
While  green in the bowl can't stay
All the color all sails away
With the boys off to war
Sent astray
In the middle of the day
Close your eyes open your mind
You may meet your soulmate
You may lose your mind
Either way you're running out of time.

I don't want to be your fantasy
I don't want to be your queen
I'm tired of feeling desired
I'm tired of being seen

I'm tired of being accused
Being used
Being shown the way to do things
I ask for help
And what's to show?
Except the insults that make my ears ring
I'm not the bad guy
At least not much
And you continue to treat me as such
I'm tired of being accused
Being used
Being told that I'm too much

Tonight I promised myself I'd take a picture of him.
(I don't have enough.)
I told myself to wait until it was dark and my chili pepper lights had to come on,
to wait until he was shirtless
his hair was messy
and to wait until the perfect moment-
right after he's seen all of me,
and he's smiling
because there is no outside world,
there is no outside,
the entire universe exists only on my mattress,
and we are laughing because nothing could possibly be wrong-
the perfect moment to pick up my camera and take a snapshot of
the most beautiful guy I have ever met
that is finally shedding his thick skin and letting me see how he has hurt, too.

The perfect moment came and went,
and I was too busy listening and laughing
and lightly tracing his bones with my fingertips and lips
to even think about my camera or remember cameras existed in the first place.