I mistook you for a glass,
When I poured all my love
Into you

my abdominal cavity
is an iron bird cage

filled with flutters
when I lay eyes on you.

You tell me that the present moment is over.

The arguments
The disappointment
The expectations
The anger that rages
Followed by tears that make it hard to swallow

The present moment is over when the company in no longer enjoyed.

like when a balloon ribbon
slips through our fingers

sometimes, you just have to
let go of a relationship

reciting dead poets
with your
cigarette hanging loose from your lips.

honey, you're my type of guy

sweet lord Jesus or whatever lady
you're such a good lover I think it's crazy.

sweet honey lover baby
you make my legs quiver I'm feeling hazy.

I've got I've got sand in my pocket
from yesterdays sunny nooner.

your heart
likes to pound on
my heart
like a drum
till it's f**kin numb

listen up
come get with me
blow it up
let's fade away

oh we're trippin
oh we're fading

kissing like we use to be
laughing as we fade away
living out our wild fantasies

oh we're slippin
oh we're spinnin

girl can't get enough of me
we're taking doses to be free
loosen up we lose our souls

oh we're wasted
oh we're faded

she's as beautiful and mysterious
as a foggy day
in Pacifica, California

our love was
messy
and
fun.
But it washed away quick.

Meet me in Santa Barbara baby
where the weather is always warm
Meet me in IV where I drink and party all night long

If it's not too late we can lay on the die table and star gaze
We'll laugh and cry and I'll tell you I love you, all tongue tied

Meet me in Santa Barbara baby
The American Riviera
Where love can be sweet and gold by the coast.

every first Sunday I write you a little song
so that you know that you're still in my heart

its been several years
yes I know

I'm hoping one day
I'll hold your heart.

my oh my
I hear the hunter getting closer.
I'm on the run

oh my oh my
this pain in my chest; getting sharper.
she tears my heart out

why oh why
she took a bite out of my heart
then tossed it to the pack of wolves

I can't even look at you
without feeling like I'm gonna fall apart,
I'm wound up in this mood
mmhmm, obsessing and craving you

baby I know you wanna sneak around
what if I told you I'm down
let's get on this ride, say goodbye

if you're wondering if I want this
I do
if you're wondering if you can trust this
you can
without a doubt I'll lose myself to you

holding back
nu uh, no I can'tuh, let's f**k around
while no one is around
uhh huh let's sink into the clouds
cause I need you

If you're wondering if I want this
I do
if you're wondering if you can trust this
you can
without a doubt I'll lose myself to you

watch me party, get down
make you my favorite prayer ooo, woo
wind you up while I set the mood
have you obsessing and craving me mmhmm

I'm wondering if you want this
please do
can I really really trust this
hope so
don't doubt this, yup, ***, let's get lost

Honey..come say hello
I'll dance for you
really really slow
As I put on a little show
through my open window.

can we talk in the dark
when I'm feeling down babe
no this isn't soulmates
but,
you cancel all the sound waves
I just want to feel your love babe

I'll be your heart shaped
cookie cutter,
Dough of gold and silver
with all the beautiful colors in-between

Am I losing time
when I think about you?


Am I losing sight
when all I see is you?

a shot through the lung
a shot through the heart
and several shattered ribs
...
that's what being in love with you feels like.

does the reflection of your eyes,
when you take the last sip of your coffee,
look just as sad as mine?

if you're gonna choose me

cause I love you but
you don't own all the
chambers of my heart

honey, don't think

cause in the end darling
I'd rather not wait around
so I'll choose me

Nostalgia
for a memorable un remembered
defining moment.
The ambiance of sorrow
a sea congregated
with sad faces,
but coped
with smiling faces.
At an age
where understanding death
is misunderstood.
The soul, the essence, parted from
a physical home
The experience is relatable,
it's uncanny as a child,
Yet, meta as an adult.
Seeing you young
but I've forgotten my youth.
However,
the confusion sheds light
later in Life.
Surfaced behaviors
are like allergic reactions.
I filled your tiny shoes,
I was just 7.
Her voice, her face, her unconditional love...
Death at a young age
never seems to be
what it actually is.

I know, I'm visibly in shambles.
I took some time off to
ride 101 South, headed towards a
****** Holiday.
What can't be cured, can be endured.
I have a soul of discretion.
I assure you the road
is bumpy, but if you come with me,
I will lay your life in my soft hands.

with my arms outstretched,
like elephant trunks...

you know my heart is open
like flowered gates...

you know you're my introduction,
like the first chapter of your favorite book..

We are significantly insignificant.
when the time came to say goodbye,
I folded you up like a paper crane
and pushed you out to the Horizon

collision kisses
I guess meant nothing more
than littered trash on
San Francisco streets.

Endless
without fatigue.
You run laps around my mind.
Circling with irresistible lights,
round and round.
You
  Think
     I'd be
dizzy.
Someone give the
manic
woman sedatives.
She's fine on the floor
with
false company.
I hate being so attentive to my screen
but...
I'b be euphoric if
I saw
an unread message.
I guess that defines me.
Distracted by distracting thoughts.
You placed me on a
fitted hanger.
Darling, why, it fits like a glove.
Pulling chords
that tug my soul.
Like the last sip in a bottle,
I know,
We're done.
I thought I was were
your
love
would reside.

There is no physical touch nor
sight of you right before my very eyes.
Miles and miles apart we are.
My hand goes down,
slips through my pants
and I pretend you're there.

perils make me drool, hot like fire
sheets clenched
I'll devour you, sweet like peaches
hair never looked so good dangling
from the edge of the bed

she wants the sunlight
so I shine on her olive skin

I want your clothes to know my scent
I want your bed to know my curves
I want your house to know my energy
above all..
I want you to know how I feel inside.

my body is the ocean
my organs are sinking ships

black petals descend
like raining meteors

the scent of fresh sadness
the sight of unbearable pain

I'll drowned in my sleep
to avoid the next day.

If you want to feel something profound,
I'll split like a fork on the freeway.
I'm sure you'll make a sound

I'm in doubt of everyone
and everything
Just lie for me
because I'm slipping through
You know what I mean

Uncontrollable thoughts
make me feel diseased
I don't have what it takes

I wear a crown of Dahlias
to bring life to my life
Yeah, you lied to me
and you act as if you don't know
what I mean

negative thoughts are
an ill vicious cycle
it's polluted thinking

I call myself sunny, I've gone that
far, just so you can have positive
thoughts about me

I lied, I can't keep myself safe
because you know my dreams
keep going, and they're going fast
they go to great lengths
I'm dragging on.

I hope you're doing well tonight, yeah I'm thinking of you;
laying on the grass, wishing you were by my side

I told you everything I felt,
Even though you weren't mine

You thought I was all talk, yeah; pushing bluffs through my teeth. I let myself slip into you.

I hope you're doing well tonight, yeah I can't stop thinking of you; I know you're in bed and don't care to have me by your side.

I don't care if you like her
I don't give a ****
because I know that I love you
and we should be holding hands.

I love the way the honeymoon light glows.
I was madly in love with Him.
I was absolutely infatuated with Her.
I was melted like wax for Them.
Several months went by
and we were like dissolving Shaggy Manes.
All that was left were black stains on
my heart from the spores Ink.
I loved our honeymoon.

whit doves
bart simpson
but the best were Green Naked Ladies.
glistening like a Star on
Hollywood Boulevard
not even the
moon was as
high as me

Classified
Self-Mutilator
at best,
my toxic body oozes black tar.
When mistakes are made
they form
Into ghosts.
But I,
I stare at the Munch.
I pour my blood into a cup
ingestion without filtration
 that's the mistake.
And it cycles.
A broken-hearted soul
with a hidden screaming face,
I was never breath taking
like the
Birth of Venus.
No,
Just layered with
thick sadness
like oils on your canvas.
A mixture of the deepest black with the dullest blue
Expelling
from my mouth
a bulimic on a binge.
I stare at the Munch,
wondering if these
cocktails of
Regret
      will ever
           dissipate.

I'm not fire proof
you burn me like rubber
till it's a 3rd degree

the next time you feel concerned
about people thinking ill of you,
just remember
no one is universally loved...

black topped with cinnamon
sometimes with a splash of almond milk
and
sometimes with a packet of raw sugar.

that's how you like your coffee.