I feel lost
And thought you were supposed to find me
But you never did
Maybe I was supposed to find myself but never really did

dry lightning, heat lightning
incredible mystery, beauty a bit            
                                                 frightening
throughout the night,
                                  memory delightening


                       the sky! the sky!

Summer melts away
like a soft serve
Neopolitan
ice cream
cone upon
your lips
then mine,

and today
greets you
like a taste
that is
new,

and
it's taste
releases
old tired
tears to be
forgotten,

like adolescent
nursery rhymes
that your
mother sang
to you.+

that were
your everything
for awhile.

but now  you
are awake
and life is
everything
before you,

and the morning
like a new
lover breaks
before my

eyes.

Amidst things left undone
and things yet to do,
In the passive inertia
of infinite friction,
I decided I did not want
to die;
and so I must live

You my friend decided to harmonize with the devil,
Instead of sing with the king.
And that’s why your life is hell.