If You Need Me I Swear I'm Gonna Be There
War Boots On , No Choice But To Be Strong
Ima Mathafuking God Created By A God
God This Can't Be Wrong
Nights Are So ******* Long
Put On Some Songs
Hmm With Tunes
Till I Am A Toomb
**** Gets Ridiculous
If I Morals Are Warm Holes
Then Who Do I Kick It With
Let Me Be Honest
Mermaids & Goddesses
Romance Hold Hands
Slow Dance
That's No Broken Promisees
I Don't What Prom Is
Adressing Whats Throbbing
Cleansing The Problems
When Gaze Deep Inside
Each Of Our Eyes
I See , Feel Dead & Live
Things Do Not Pass
They Just Turn To Black
Transcend & Fly & Might Even Come Back
I'm In The Kitching
Window Is Missing
I'm Killing Flys
I Still Feel Its As Violent
As Killing Our Kind
My Heart It Just Shines
Although That It Aches
I'm More Than Okay
I'm Gonna Be Fine
Here On This Earth
To Open Our Eyes
Frequency Frequently Rise
Love Is The Way
Owls At Night
Blood Of 3 Lambs
Landed On This Knife
Rituals I Do Them Right
Patience Isnt Required
I Just Take My Time
Alone In My Room
Ooh I Am Crying
Just To Release
The Energy Of Me Feeling The Need That Today I Am Dying
I Know That I'm Not
I Sewe Up My Heart
The Bleeding Has Stopped
I Know What Pain Is
I Know What It Costs
Love Is To Gain Not To Be Lost
It Rains & Snows
In My Conscious Thoughts
I Bleed From My Nose
When I See A Ghost
The Energys Blows
If Were Being Controlled
The One With The Stick
I Don't Need To Know
People Come Close
I'll Take Off Off My Coat
You Can Stay Warm In All Of Theese Clothes
I'm Fine Being Naked
I'm Just A Ghost
Now Back To Control
Who Ever Is Turning The Stove
Heating Our Road
Beating Our Dome
Destrying Our Homes
Medussa Our Bones
Well Its Happening
Thats  All To Believe
You & Me
How To Be Free
How Did We Meet
I Am So Glad
Sad When You Leave
I Sit At A Mourge
Adoring The Leafs
Where Is The Woman I See In My Dreams
Do You See Me To
I Hear When You Scream
Shoulder They Brake
Ache When I Reach
I See Us On Islands
For Life Just Not Weeks
Sexing ******* Shrooms
Passion Fruit Tea
Twin Soul Flame
Where Are You At
Friends Keeping Stabbing My Back
There's So Many Tears
Scared There's No Room To Grab
These Shreaded Wings
But There Will Be Cos Even If I Go To Smoke Before Your In My Coat When I Sing I Know You Will Feel Me
I Am The Strongest Soul Ever Nobody Can **** Me
I Been Dreaming For You
Working On My Mind
Doing All I Can Do
As Soon As Your In My Arms
Your Calling Is
True
We Are The Truth
You Are Beautiful It Makes Me Blue

I declare a better life
beautiful days
smiles glowing up against the sun
as we jump freely against the ocean waves

I declare more patience
to get me through my worst
and to leave the past where it belongs
because my future comes first

I declare more love
strong enough for me to face it
I must cast out this rage
that fuels into hatred

the vast emptiness of the unknown
brings strange comfort
and frustration to me
a weird combination, i know
comfort
from knowing there's more to come
not only what is left around now
frustration
from wanting to know what lies there
and knowing that patience is needed

i came out of despairing with the help of two words
that kissed my eyelids and sighed smiles in my hair:
                                                                             at least
i can curl my toes in soft mud one moment and thousand count cotton the next
at least this is a world where hyacinths smell like forgiveness each spring
at least i have the luxury of dreaming
at least i can sit in sanctuary with my thoughts far from my safety
at least there are kids like aphasia spouting precisely what you know but can't think
at least strawberries taste like blooming on my tongue
at least there's a whole day devoted to mischief and my boy was born heir to april
at least  i can find solace in the belly fur of a sleeping cat
at least there's patience in sadness

Fingers
tap
tap
tap
against the smooth desk
tracing the swirly curvatures in the wood
mind desperate for an escape
time is but a small door
patience is the key
body swaying to non existent melodies
hoping for a distraction from the inevitable.

-kk

I’d kiss you until you forgot what state either of us were from,* the boy mumbles under his breath. I tell him to shut up and down the poison. He picks up the glass and drinks, willingly, clutching the cup like a tether in a swirling sea, the unflinching beacons of his eyes relentlessly searching for something more, a girl made of mirrors, someone who lives behind the iron gates.

Patience. Sit and listen. Close your eyes when you are on the phone and picture him lying next to you, a body, warm breath on your cheek. Picture him turning you over and pressing his lips into that place on your neck that drives you wild. Then see yourself throwing poems at your mirror and watching the glass fall over him like rain. You always manage to **** it up, anyway. Maybe you should go without mirrors for a time, but how?

The boy is banging on the iron gates and you’re screaming up at the sky but it’s not good enough. All the banging in the world won’t encourage his entrance. All it will do is cause you to curl up in the furthest corner of your soul and wait for the noise to stop, because it always does.

He sits you down and whispers corny poems into your ear and you don’t know what to believe or why you feel the way you do. You only know the feeling of the rubber band inside you, and you know he’s going to push you too far and you’ll either break in half or retreat into yourself, because at one time, somebody made you elastic and that is the only thing you know.

I'm doomed if I do
god dammed if I don't

cheers to the demons clinking my cup;
still ******* the one's who won't

don't plunge me

grown sick of the ocean

if mouths told the truth,
I would not live in this dungeon

okay, you plunged me, big deal

somehow you expect me to chew on those lips & somehow sit still ?

get real
you get real

cause I'm as real as it gets
I've got patience for days  
**but I am non-vacant for regret

Buy me the Moon

A small boy walks with Mum having fun
On foot paths bathed in summer sun
He has something on his mind he want’s to express
And try to find the words without being a pest

He saw it you see the other day
In the shop down the road in a display
It was golden, it was silver, it was precious and round
And this little boy knew it cost more than a pound

He thought hard and deep, he ponders long and hard
And came up with just who would be happy to reward
He waited until his Mum made the weekly call
And hovered with patience until it was his turn to talk

Nana would you….
em,
Nana I need…
uh,
Nana could you….
em
Nana please!

Could you buy me the moon, it’s in the shop
I want to see it each morning when I wake up
One day when I am big I’ll go there and see
Just who lives on this shiny ball of mystery

So unexpected, guide me through your thought,
As a scheme, so clean, has me under your charm
Faceless beauty, her spirit leaves me caught,
I'll dance along, darling, arm within arm

Antique photos create vivid discourse,
Formatted light brings man closer to muse,
Letting robots paint, through unexplained force,
Gifts of design, our sight shall not abuse

To select one tint, I'd say Aurora,
Like those hair colours painted emerald,
mixed shades of turquoise, the cosmos' flora.
Stumbled upon, speaks an angels herald

Now, I pose, toward your curious mind
What songs, or prose, keep stresses left behind?

Appeared a riddle,
Buried treasure teasing clues,
Reveal your secrets

--

Count the stars while counting your steps, my girl,
Skipping careless upon the edge of the world,
If you were to slip, in my arms you would curl,
or lift me up to sit and watch the waves whirl

Diving with diction, planned like mystery fiction,
Gossip through senses, our voices breed intrigue,
To some, this constriction, would be cause for friction
But we're something special, within our own league

Vast skies painted in pastels mesmerize,
Warm sphere's embrace souls, leaving nothing to guess,
Astonished, you leave me, how we synchronize,
an unwonted psyche I dream to undress

Mix Vagabond, Stadium Love, Get Jiggy,
stirred with Colt 45, Spektor, and Kanye,
One part, don't worry, Two parts, be happy,
Pour upon the strawberry swings of coldplay.

Such careful words, the tension's in this game,
Would we break it, if I were to ask your name?

Queen, rule just and pure,
spark mischief behind barred doors,
Toy soldiers, march forth
--

Village folk decried such madness, those two,
Vaulting barb wire fences, and shabby rusted Fords
Vexing stray hippos, mired in the peacock's blue
Vanishing across great plains, slick tundra, broad fjords

Crooked cobblestones carve patience and plight
Crazed concrete jungles echo no amnesty
Captive Pigeons left captivated by flight
Cheer on escapees who soar past reality

Illusions of reflections spur pleasure,
Incite subtle coaxing, come over for a bite,
Impressed as may be, we care not spoil treasure
Instead conspiring deeper, until it's...just right

Blood ne'er shed freely,
Exhaust all human power,
Claim your Victory.
--

Without a doubt, you've penned one of your greats,
The way your words flow, how it illustrates,
Fingers left speechless, your story asphyxiates,
and to think, this is only one of your unimaginable traits,

So I'll be the first to spoil the rhyme,
I'm sure you'll learn to forgive me in time,
But with an inbox cluttered with junk and grime,
it's fast-coming apparent I'm chatting with a dime,

Curious souls are we, so let's fill up the canvas
Fingerpaint and oils; no drafting, sort-of planless,
Maybe we could do with the other one's madness,
so let me propose an idea; it shouldn't leave you anxious,

Lets find an evening where your heart may be free,
So that we may join together for a lovely cuppa' tea.

Breaking news just in!
Winter echos behind us,
Spring forward once more.

Both of us teach eachother what it means to love
We have endured tongue splitting patience
We have pryed our eyelids back behind our eyes and stared into each other's souls to find balance
We are the perfect anomaly
Our spirits going against everything they had know and leaping
Your heart is something that fuels my blood flow everyday
You make it tastier to live in a world with so much going amuck in it
I find myself on the verge of tears as I truly recall the beauty of it all

Fallen in love with the curve of your smile
The twinkle revolving around your earth coloured cornea that you gifted, beautifully, to our son.
The way you smell my neck
Your hands, rough and blistered, make me feel like the most delicate thing to have ever been touched
I live for you
You are my definition of happiness

I know that I get lost in the world I knew before you, and I forget to breath you in like the smell of early morning coffee
I know that sometimes we take our love for granted
So we forget to really revel in the joy of how much we really appreciate eachother
I know there is so much more that I can't even type,
And I just wanted to say I love you

Thank you for everything you've ever said to me good or bad, at least we are talking
Thank you for always kissing me until I see you again
Thank you for loving who I am and not judging me for it
I am a better person now because of you
You make me love harder and deeper
More than I ever thought a story line like ours ever could
I love our love, baby, it makes life so good.

calm is the mind
            of the tree
                        whose leaves fall-
                                    inevitably
                        to the ground
                        to their end

Yet my mind
            Races-
                        as death
                                    everyday growing nearer
                        stands on his hind legs
                                    mocking me
                                    asking-
                                                are you comfortable?
                                                are you happy?

I long for the serenity
            of the forest
            of the tall oak
                        so that he may teach-
                                    patience
                                                to this broken soul

I give in and don't give up
Smile all the time
Always behind
A shadow, cast aside

I try harder and don't give up
Ready to please
I keep up, always accepting
Never denying

Their prejudice, their egotism
Undermines my good patience
Their lack of compassion
Destroys my efforts in this fashion:

Anger builds up
Anger boils over
It bursts, it explodes, it hurts
The ones I shouldn't hurt

I gave in, now I give up
Leave them aside
Leave them behind
With their prejudiced minds

'My train was early
your taxi was late
I wonder how  things would be now
If I'd not had the patience to wait.
If I'd just sent a message
Sorry but it's not me, it's you
I can't hang around
I have a lot to do
You'd have yelled and cried
I'd have said goodbye
You'd have begged me to come back
I may have turned around
And wiped your eyes
And held the love I felt for you
A little further back.
But I waited cos I'm soft  like that
I'd never let you down
I'd never let you ever feel
That love was lost not found

I didn't do it then
I wouldn't do it now

But it's passed us by, the chance for proof
Flown thru the window out of reach  across a smokey roof

My train was early
Your taxi was late
And  after all you've put me thru
I'm still so  glad
I had the  patience to wait.

I did it then

So I'll do it now'

My life-long journey I made
to the furthest edge
of experience--in patience
and humility-- old age
begins to tell but no message
of understanding or joy
has greeted me in my passage
I'm far from being enriched
what's before me
is dim and desolate--
the field is parched
the trees are starved
the sea is tideless
the sky is charcoal-black
birds have taken flight
new havens to locate
they would never come back

there's nothing here
for an old man to celebrate
but to sigh and regret--

there's not the slightest flicker
of light in the stealthy night
there's no moon awaiting
nor a single star in sight-

I feel the utter emptiness
my heart begins to cry
my feet are frozen in numbness
as the bitter winds unabatedly blow by.

soft lips wide hips small **** big heart short hair long love and patience

explore your nostalgia

only stretching and cooing once 11 am has rolled through like the rolling in bed we did the night before when the moonlight was stabbing through the blinds and reflected on my pear-white skin

your eyelashes make me smile when i think about them

walking alone in the middle of the day when i get restless and i need to just go

escape the lonely, overly warm air in the four walls i inhabit

why do I sweat and shake so much?
As I bite into apple skin

a familiar voice glossed with golden tone
completed with dollar store sparkles

we spent weeks building wooden block pieces in the image of our love

or i thought

i was that L-word that I can barely articulate anymore without laughing because it's all just a beautiful, stupid joke

we spin webs

naked in your resting place as I curl around like an ******* tentacle

you kiss me there
my legs embrace your shoulders
and that's when our eyes meet
a night of squirming finally consummated
by one morning of quick glance of brown and blue

"oh god" rolls off your trained vocal chords as you roll like a wave on the shore.'

we've lost ourselves in these moments of pure passion.
I want all of you all the time
Sweating,
Dizzy.
Completely disoriented.

Can we just spin together until we fall?

Testing of my patience
and the miscommunication.
I can't change the past
and for that, I'm grateful
because sometimes
we think we know someone
we never truly did.

baby can you tell me
do you miss me at all
because if you don't i need to know
if i should move on
i'm stuck in this limbo
i'm lost don't know where to go
i just need a map
or you could point me in the right direction
am i alone in this hopeless affection
or is it even possible that you return the feelings
and if you do that would make my everything
so baby could you tell me
because i can't read your mind
my patience is fleeting, but we still have lots of time.

Frustration gives way to patience, molten fires cool to foggy breath

Peanut butter sticky mouth breaks the dankness

that thick smoke wrapped round my heart disperses
as I laugh and am startled, lightning piercing through clouds -

A voice speaks...

You hate me.
Yes.
You do not play with me anymore.
You do not think me *worthy.
You do not recognize yourself.
Do you not see what is inside You?

You answer, 'I do, I choose not to give you power.'

And yet you spend your days in the decadence of war, sorrow, suffering, jealousy, anger, death,
and with all that, I grow inside you.
Bit by bit, breath by breath, every single second...
I flourish in the dark of your heart.
The abyss where you stack your loneliness.

Know your true self.
Face me now, in this dark hour,
or I will devour you.

The light in you retaliates...
You protest, 'You are not a part of me.'

I am a part of you, a part of all that lives.
Why do you hate what gives you power?
You do not think me worthy...

You brace yourself to face this self,
a part of you...
The flame in your veins burns brighter;
A new resolve...
You say, 'I do recognize you..
Yes.
You are a part of me.
But you have no power over me.
Through patience, compassion, courage, bravery, serenity, and all the light that flows to positivity,
I gather my strength and I control you.
You do not control me.
You are that dark part,
deep inside, where you claim to stay;
And you will live there always,
For I reject you.

You are a mere reflection of my hubris
and the shadow of my soul.

*The beast is me, and I am the beast.
To deny you simply gives you power.'

i've been told i need
to feel like myself
be comfortable in
my own skin

but it's not so
much the skin

(i'm used to the scars
and jagged red slits
pink and white
stretch marks
corners and curves
i've had to accept)

it's the hair
the way it grows
on my arms and
legs and face and
neck and back
and eyes

whether what's coming
out of my scalp is
brown or pink or some
unhappy color in between

being okay
if it's short or
long or up or
down or dry or
soft or clean or
a day or two *****

(growing into the
length and volume
the sore weakness
of my own neck
was the hardest
part of getting older)

not being
defined by who
the follicles make
me out to be

(the patience
to wait or
the daring to
change)

is when i'll know
that i feel
comfortable under
my own scalp.

Brief encounters
Strangers are weary
Good intentions
Face mixed reviews
Sudden impact
Patience is virtue
Phone rings
Its for you

I thought about you , as if you were here
Encasing yourself in my mind , refusing to come out
And yet I wasn't mad , I felt almost free
The smile , the way your eyes flickered
Eventually gravitating towards me , because I could tell you were curious .

And I wasn't fearful , in that minute it made sense
The way you would so carefully lean over so as not to startle me ,
But let's not make that jump , because you did startle me
You altered my primary functions for a second and I feel guilty for feeling grateful ,

The way you can so effortlessly conjure up misfortune ,
Knowingly crushing everything in sight
And yet for a minute , I was grateful.

Sometimes I forget that things don't go as planned
I meddle and I **** with no thought to consequence
I see a fix and grab it without checking all the facts
I forget reason, people, and, most importantly, to ask.

I love you, I want to see you happy and fulfilled
I'd rather cart you on my back than let you climb your own hills
I push and shove and rush though the problem isn't mine
And, just like that, I go too far at times.

I'm at a loss on how to talk this out when there is no conversation
I've never wanted or managed to make you lose your patience
You tolerate my intolerable **** with a smile and a laugh
Which isn't an invitation to intensify, I will remember that.

I don't understand the situation or your feelings towards it
But I saw an opportunity and, immediately, I bit
And somethings are in honest better left to themselves
So I won't **** and mettle in your relationship with someone else.

I'd like to say this; however, because I can't say it enough
I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm so sorry I broke your trust
And this anger is a first, and a last hopefully
So, again, I'm sorry, please forgive me.