what she held she didn't know
what he remembered
she could not see
what he drempt of before
and his concurrent dreams
she held in her hand
and they're memories of me

i find talent in my misery help from the dire side ( Read more... )

too new to decide too late to turn back take a step in fact a stride it's the smile that i lack i haven't found all i'm looking for too much to find at once but a piece every now and then would block the demon's punch i walk in circles more like ovals and i realize somewhere along the line that i have lost my balls my marbles just the same little ( Read more... )

i was exactly where i wanted to be to the day and a year ago the same wrong or right i never did decide arguing that point moot by desire i held a year of bad communication a heart that pours for all but it's own and eyes more beautiful than one should have i was exactly where i wanted to be it could have rained the whole night through thunder ( Read more... )

indecision defines reality and wrong way one-ways are sometimes the only way to go to find the answer to the questions that are bothering you. i think all in all it's the method by which we search for the answers that defines who we are rather than the questions themselves because when you really think about it even knowing the answer doesn't save ( Read more... )

i feel as though you've mule kicked my jaw i feel dissuaded to persue the you i once dreamed of constantly the rusted garden hose once flourishing and new spits and spatters sporadic bits of rust mixed with water and blood leaving the grass a clay colored mess i once had a mop to soak up your trifling stories your heart felt melodies played sweetly ( Read more... )

it's at this time i check this just for you i wish you'd write more often like pinocchio wished to be real i look for it daily and most times i am sadly mistaken for i check like my job depended on it so far i'm up for no promising raises no promotions and above all i still don't know what's in your head yet you claim to be unaware of what is ( Read more... )

i never meant to do that ( Read more... )

we love to hate ( Read more... )

black dark black clouds nimbostratus heavy rain stratocumulus vertical development several thousand feet thick forced within deep within my neurotic sensory lobes brewing submerged beneath the smile dead to me a show for you a spectacle a sign of normalcy is everything alright is everything fine what is it i have to explain to you what is it you do ( Read more... )