i want food
i want to eat and sleep and be pampered
like a brat cat that gets so much love
enough of being a dog, it is tiring
and i think i am living in dog years
wait i was about to say cat years,
i want to live in tortoise years
as a tortoise

I'm not in control

I can't stop

I don't want to destroy myself
But my hands, they do

I yell and scream
Try as I might
I cannot stop

My hands won't listen to me
They are not mine

Please stop tearing me apart
Please stop the pain
Please stop destroying this body of mine

And darlin,
Only if i found you in hell
     The hell's gonna burn again,
This time, to the ashes.
    Make a statue of my love out of it.
Let the cracks bleed my name,
    Let the flames wisper my love.
I'd crave your face in the smoke,
    The embers scream your name.
'cause darlin,
Even pain becomes art,
   When it bleeds for you.

If this is the last time I see you,                                                             ­             
                                                                ­                                                
please know that you were loved                                                            ­    
                                                                ­                                                      
and is you're missing me too                                                              ­                
                                                                ­                                                    
then you can look up above                                                            ­                                                
I will always be watching,                                                        ­              
                                                  ­                                                            
making sure you're okay,                                                            ­                    
                                            ­                                                                 ­ 
                                                                ­                                              
 even though we aren't touching,                                                        ­          
                                                                ­                                                        
I'll be with you each day                                                              ­                    
                                                                ­                                                
  You were my favorite treasure                                                         ­           
                                                                ­                                                 
 that I was blessed to have                                                             ­               
                                                 ­                                                                 ­
and it was my pleasure                                                         ­                   
                                             ­                                                                 ­      
to guide you down life's path                                                             ­     
                                                                ­                                                        
  If you ever loved me                                                               ­                 
                                                                ­                                                
keep me in your heart                                                            ­                      
                                                                ­                                                
with your love & memories                                                         ­                   
                                             ­                                                                 ­        
I will never part

I love Easter
It like a more honest Christmas
A few months stumbling
To really what what's life is
To take the glory
Then run?
Or take the deal
Already spun?
The Apostles
All dealt in their own way
Wether the 30 bits of silver
Or Crucified upside down to deliver
The affirmation
Of the light
The truth
And the way.

Those beautiful animals
Were born
They grew and
They were used
For chariot racing
Then suddenly
They died and
Here we are
2000 years later
Marveling at their skeletons

Loving the idealized version of another person.
What a terrible disservice to yourself and them.

We are not gods, we fleshly humans,
Ichorous and unfailing-

-our blood runs thin:
Hands on a clock.
See them-
-their truth,

and love.