i wouldn't mind if
for the rest of my life
i never saw anything
other than
ocean.

And sometimes it's the same pixels
Making up the moon
It's starry eyes as fitful crystals
For a brown night sky they're strewn

As I raked sand across them,
The hot coals that once marked my road ahead
I covered them just enough,
So that I couldn't see them
And I breathed a deep sigh of relief in knowing
That now I can walk on fresh grass
Satisfied in knowing
My feet weren't made for coals

learning to be alone
& enjoying it
reading books about persia
& sipping cold coffee
expecting open arms of friends
& receiving a ride to a motel room

oh universe,
you love me in some strange way.

4,268 people will get married tomorrow,
146,357 people will die tomorrow,
Tomorrow I will be moving 2,724,666 miles per hour standing still,
Underneath 275,000,000 new stars,
Its 3 A.M. now,
Tomorrow you'll still be awake,
**** my bed,
For in it,
I turn,
And the sun looks over my shoulders

Wait,
Shouldn't I have used laundry detergent?
I should have,
Shouldn't I have loved her,
Shouldn't I?

Whatever will be, will be.
And they say this to bring you comfort.
But what was, wasn't so good.
And what is, is even worse.
What could be?
What could be if?
What could be if I?

You're a cherry seed
in a shoe box apartment
a second floor's
the last thing you need

And I press my face to the screen
In a fleeting hope
That our foreheads might touch
That I might give
What we do so desperately deserve
And just to let
Our most basic instinct take over us

Ajoined faces
Connected in thought
Contact is ours,
Contact is our
Essential
Human
Need

Rain on hot concrete
Droplets off my tree
Grey sky, mountains peaking
Along a fencepost, liquid leaking

Sound outside my room
Of my gutters being full
My house becomes, a waterfall
The ground below, a puddle sprawl

Clouds made it away
With sweltered summer sun
Let it rain for today, I need an overcast
Let the sky envelope, it's cloudy mast