Yeah I know you are standing outside my door

the pounding of your fists getting louder and harder to ignore

I hear your finger nails screeching down the window pane

I won't look out the curtains, **** you must be insane

my home phone is ringing off the hook

so many texts on my cell phone I don't even wanna look

the tires of my car slashed and now they're flat

called the cops but they don't know where you're at

my dog's gone missing, this would be a first

if you've gotten a hold of him I fear the worst

I never cheated, told the truth and never lied

worked ******* this relationship, yeah I really tried

I am truly sorry things didn't work out between the two of us

I would glady talk to you but there's nothing left to discuss

I have to tell you if I could change things back I wouldn't make the switch

If I wasn't sure before, I am sure of it now....... you're just a CRAZY *****

I think I need a girlfriend
But maybe then I don’t
Suffice to say
That when the day
Comes I get what I want, I won’t

Waste a minute, waste a moment
A nanosecond or more
I’m by no means clingy
But the joy she’ll bring me
I’ll glady return in scores

I think I need a girlfriend
My hand is far too cold
It speaks to me
(Between *******)
And asks for another to hold

Was that too much information?
If it was, apologies are due
It’s just, you see
The overwhelming lonely
Like *****, sometimes accrues

I need to shut up if I want a girlfriend
My censorship is not the best
My intentions are pure
But my words get obscured
As soon as they leave my chest

Because... ugh... and also... grrr
And ****! And ****! And sigh
I just want... you know
So we can... smile?
And if someone would give it a try

Then I would love and cherish a girlfriend
Id wipe away the tears
From her, from me
And everything
And love her, far or near

I’m distant and I’m awkward
I’m clumsy and sometimes stupid
I’ve been the ****
Of love, a joke
And the victim of broken arrows from Cupid

I think I need a girlfriend
Who sees me for the poetry
Without a word spoke
Nor the ones that I wrote
Just one who accepts me for me

It was the free speech zone
That crossed the line
That corral set up for us
To voice our grievances
Unto the King
But we are free men
Not cattle
And you don't give us our rights
We are Americans
We don't get into pens
Or boxcars,
For the record.
You cannot
Pen our thoughts or hearts
Like beasts
Waiting for the slaughter
You cannot imprison freedom
Within fences
That you *****
No matter how hard you try
We will fight and die if we must
Glady, we will fall
Before we will ever enter
Your free speech zone
We will leave our wives and children
To cry
And mourn our cold bodies
That will become headstones
In the desert
Telling all our story
Of men who lived
And died free

Dedicated to the brave men and women who chose to stand with Cliven Bundy against the power and might of the Federal government in the Nevada desert.

And the snow fell in traces, revealing the wind hiding your cute cap as it pointed at me while your
eyes turned down.

"I have fallen in love with you."

I nod, knowing the thing to do. I raise your chin with a finger. Looking for connection your eyes
question as they search.

"I suppose it had to happen to one of us. I'm so sorry it was you."

You relax your face, turn your eyes. I take your hand and squeeze gently.

"I don't mean that I won't, or can't, I'm just not..."

I drop your hand and lift your chin with a finger once more. I want you to see my eyes telling you
what my lips are saying.

"Yet."  

I see question still in your eyes, but mostly there is a calm now and if you only knew what is
inside of me...

the storm, the guilt... I would glady have the pain surgically removed from it's home in your heart
and permanenty tattoo'd on my own if it were possible.

I would throw myself under a bus to save you from my guilt, your pain.  And some day, I hope and pray that I can...

and then...

I will lift your chin with a finger, kiss your lips softly, and tell you that from this moment to

the end of my life,

I love  you too.

The Neon chatter box
says lets all talk with the same tongue,
he said he was sorry for before,
his moustache quivered under this
sanguine strain.
Most of us are foxes
who glady forage through black sacks,
some of us sit bow legged
quintessence in a darkened room
and siphon others gloom away,
but there's no standard release clause
their eyes rock with the tide
until a printing press is sought
yet their Universal probity ignores
the jammy Neon chatter boxes duplicity
embossed as the stalwart he now wants plangent marching in step

Go Ahead, Ask Me

I was walking down the street just the other day,
when this gentleman stopped me right dead in my tracks.
he said he was wondering if he could inquire  
how the world got this way?
I told him this was quite a complicated question.
There were so many factors involved, it was impossible.
Let me grab my straw hat and dancing cane.  

Darfishy! Some music please. Maybe some razz matazz piano.
1 2 3 4

If you wanna know what times it is,
go ahead and ask me.
If you needed to know what day it was,
I would most surely reply.
Are you curious about stocks and bonds,
you may certainly inquire.
but the condition of this world,
please don't ask me why.

If you wanna know who sang that song,
go ahead and ask me.
If you want directions to the moon,
I'll point it out for you.
If you need to know the atomic weight,
of a cosmic ray bombarding .
But the conditions of this world,
nary one single clue have I.
So please don't ask me why.

Things just seemed to be more simple in the past,
but we had to make a change, we knew it wouldn't last.

If you wanna know the confetior',
go ahead and ask me.
I'll most glady sing it for you,
you just pick the key.
Where to find a grocery store,
on South highway 98.
just how the world got this way,
I'm totally cluless.
But go ahead and ask me why    
yes go ahead, ask me.

Gomer LePoet...

We met on the axis of two different parallels
a paradox too taboo to be whispered
gone in a blink of an eye
and yet exist in a sea of desperation

You were gone in the next exhale
and I too follow suit
unacknowlegding of the fact
that we both wear the same existance

Do you remember that story?
how prometheus got chained,
his liver pecked every dawn
because he showed kindness?

We both atone for sins not of our own
but would glady drown in our exile
because it was better than the stale pit
those people call life

This were the worlds we condemned
ourself to be with
two people, who knows
but is bound by our vow to be blind

Winter in my home was always beautiful
how pristine the snow is
until you dig up the corpse
under our fingernails

Just like the summer in your home
where the plants are growing
from the river of blood
that run beneath

You are soot stained, cold eyes
but your hands are warm

They were always warm,
and i wonder if it was because
of the blood that stained your hands

You use your spine as a spear
I use my ribcage as a shield
those tear tracks have died
and there is both spite in our eyes

We never touched, except for that first time
never shared anything except understanding
i do not know your story,
nor do you know mine

but it was more than enough

We both met at the axis of a parallel
created out of the resonance
of the guilt and the war and
everything in between
and we met with a touch of kindness

It in the lines and curves
of the syllables of her name
written in cursive flames of poetry
he found himself lost
in the hopeless tragedy
of ill fated fairy tales
and humorless comedies
of suicidal love affairs

and the thought of her smile
made him cower
to the shy dark corners
of silence and solitude
where he quietly dreamt
of what fury and flavor
her lips bleed when locked
in the eternal moment
of loves first kiss

and he blushed a little
as she slithered under the wants
of his skin
and he felt short of breath
and quick of pulse
as he imagined what witchcraft
she could weave
with her fingertips
gliding over his skin
and through his ribs
before settling her hand
over his trembling heart
and claiming it as her own

and he would glady
give her his heart
and his sins
and his flesh
and his soul
for what good could he do
with any of himself
but play the part of a fool
in the presence of the stars
beyond the heaven he found
in the endless song of her eyes

and on the blank pages
he kept under his sheets
and cover of the blanketed night sky
he wrote the syllables
of her name in cursive flames
and drifted through dreams
of love under the bloom
and shape of her smile

With your hands, You glady cover their mouths
Muffling the cries of sorrow
While you are gagged and silent

With your blinded eyes
You fight for the wrong you thought was right
While others die for the truth

With covered ears, You can not hear the pleas of the poor
You are nothing more than a mindless puppet
While others have precious principles

It's almost getting midnight
But it's weird because your the only thing on my mind
I wonder if it's you who will set me free from this awfull destiny

So I can enjoy almost every night
With you by my side
Like the way your head gently touch my chest
It makes my heart beats awfull fast

My breathing is getting  heavier
But my mind tells me I'm getting happier
Watching you fall asleep
Is like watching a rainbow from beneath

My cheeks on your nice hair
gives my dreams a nice flair
I'm saying, i'm dreaming heavy
But I sort off lied accidently
Not about the dreams itself, but the ones you haven't heard

But right now my mind isn't clear
So glady I'm not feeling fear
Dreams about us not sitting under the sun, but lying beneath the moon.
Gasping for the stars
We show ourselves our inner scars
Shattered memories of the broken past
And we both don't want each other to be next

As your heart is like a locked gate
I can't help but wait
Because I know this must be fate

whin i look at you,
all i can see are your two plump lips

like rosebuds.
they are red like blood but
taste like honey.

everything that exists is just
stardust
the repriduction of the universe

as it expands. but it is still
not wide enough
to fit all my love for you,
my sugar sweet.

i cannot breath when i look into your eyes
glowing like two priceless saphhires

your beauty is sufoccating
but i will glady die for you,
darling.

the mornings after were always a sugar coat
i laugh at the things i did that night
when inside was little remorse but it was definitely there
this remorse grew
yet i'd glady sin again if it was in my face
I didn't care about myself
i figured out the world in physical aspects and emotional
i found ways to disconnect the two
i could play in our physical world and not connect any of it to emotional matters
i treated myself as a gum packet
everyone took a piece
everyone put it in their mouth and chewed it up
after awhile my taste dulled
then i was spit out.
eventually all my pieces were gone
and i have yet to find a flavor that lasts forever.

I am gonna say this the best I can, Man, I don't even know where to begin, On my face there is a grin, Yet I feel ate up with sin, I look in the mirror, I see broken, You can't see it when you look at me, That I feel lost  as can be, I write these stupid rhymes And I don't even like mine, On the inside I feel terror,
The thing is I'm so happy, But something in me is empty,
I finally have a good life, I am a proud wife,
Still not a dime in my name, But happy just the same,
My soul is soaked with rain,  Because my heart cries from pain, Then when no one is home, All day somedays I sit here, And I cry outloud and alone, There is so much I miss, And darker grows the abyss,
No need to mention all that I miss, Because I can't go back to reteieve any of this, People, name's, memories and could be's, I always carry them with me,
I can try to be bad with a frozen heart,
It don't work when I try to play the part,
I wished I could, I wished I was,
Was so bad without a care,
If I could then I wouldn't have to wish I was,
Because yeah then I would,
I don't know me,
I know what some other's see,
When I glady go down to my grave,
No one will shed any tears,
I doubt any of the one's I love will even be there,
I don't even see them now,
I pray God takes me soon somehow.
                                       -Ven Jencie Arnold

I want it all
All the good
All the bad
Push your hair
From your face
Wipe away the tears
And when you need
Sit and cry with your pain
Until its consumed by us both
Becoming each of ours to bare
Whatch you dance with
Monsters of gloom and doom
And take over when your feet hurt and start to bleed
Sleep with your demons and depression
Absorb their tooth and claw
No pain of yours would I not share too
Never see the moon again
Never dream under the star filled sky
I would die by your side
Ask nothing in return.
I don't need heaven
There's no paradise
Worth staying in without you

To love you
All of you
I would glady stay
Eternaly in hell

Dagger smile and ice stare
Clean the blade with my tears
Never always the same
Even after all these years

Put your sheild up
Use your words as ammunition
I'd walk away glady if I could
Bleeding heart in bad condition.

Love please

Your love felt like the
waves of the ocean,
Rolling in and out you served
me crumbs of your heart,
A heart that didn't  seem
to care
Nor feel what I felt for you.

You served me sweet
nothings,
Empty promises I swallowed
like bitter wine
Hoping that one day they'd
taste like truth.
I stayed in hopes, you'd see
me,
Feel a fraction of what I
grieved.
I gave you my all
While you gave me nothing.

You refused to see me,
Spat on my feelings,
Trampled my heart
beneath your feet.
You laughed as you
broke me in two,
Stabbing my back with lies
so sweet.

I betrayed me each
time I stayed,
pierced my soul for a love
delayed.
Excuse my naivety,
my hopeful cries,
Believing you'd change
through all your lies.

The jokes on me-
Even I didn't choose
myself  
I chose the posion wrapped
in chocolate,
Gladly drank it,
Simple because it came
from your hands.
Slowly, I stopped looking in
the mirror-
Couldn't face stranger
staring back
I kept dancing,
Awaltz of pain on
floor of shards.

I didn't recognize who I'd
become,
A stranger, shaped by your
disdain.
How  you seem to hurt me
so glady-
No, I hurt me.
By choosing to stay
I handed you the blade.
Its my fault, I whisper.
'you couldn't love me
How could you?  
Even I didn't  love me'
look at me.

I was shell of my forma self
Each time  I chose your lies,
I turned my back on me.
I treated myself like you
treated me like the waves on stormy
night,

But then, I chose me,
I step into the  light.
Yes, it felt like I left my
heart with you,
Perhaps I'll walk this earth
without one,
Until I know what real  
Love feels like
A love that fills me up,
A love that keeps its word.
That's the love I gave to myself.
And now, I'm never looking
back,
Even if you beg on your knees,
I refuse to be  a shell of
myself.

I saw a luster lady,,
Actually a body,
Concealing myself in my inner shady,
Hiding the body too in the glady,,
Focused only on my moody,
****** imaginations of the body,
Wasn’t accepting the original,
Only being visceral,
Like the random flows of tidal,
Half ,random and glidle,
Rejecting other images of the same body,
Not seeing the whole with what I was being ready,,
Smearing myself with my own mind of muddy,
Constructing what I already have shoddy,
I’m some fluidic noddy,
Not seeing the entire sphere
Getting tear,
Wallowing in Smear,
Receiving back my own jots and gear,
Claiming of being some seer,
Sinking in stinking shadowy beer,
Not even deserving a jeer,
Isn’t it all clear,,
That body isn’t my object as a seer,
But my own smeary fear, projecting here,
Turn inward,just recede,,
Removing precede,
Stop intercede,
Enough trying succeed,
Just concede,
Not only what you’ve believed,
But also the one who has deceived,
All the time claiming nothing but mislead,
Don’t just read , precede,
All that you see in the tiny Mirage now Recede.