Silky bed sheets of alcohol
Crystal embedded flower
Bloom
Feel clean air through skin so tight
Morphine wanna be
Feeling so light

Bliss
anti abyss
Kiss
Miss
No more tense

Oblivious
sleep so deep
next to death without end
drugged on happiness

Nostalgia a ***** word
Hot air balloon spa in Shangrila
Above reality, pure from the taint of Original Thought
Above God's concept/ above God/ Above forever
Infinite in moments childhood relived fresh apples of knowledge laced with Ignorance

Wired like a loaded gun
Waiting for the morning sun
Hello! How are you today

And I wonder
My love
Should I take the sun from you
Put it in a box of darkness
Like setting

I spread the ashes of a love never in love
just a circle venn diagram make believe but not Peter Pan
And love
I love you so
I am the sun
And I shine for no one

So box of darkness
Here I come

Speckled star dust farm eggs
Fresh renewed self conviction
Moon born
Phasing through to a life
Without you

Hedonism blood pulse
Still sentimental soul
Selling out to the lone wolf
Sneaky fox

Flowers tainting memories
Hand holding cheek kissing nostalgia bliss
Don't think
Of the one you will miss

Just kiss
Supernova
Little sunhat at nighttime party
Don't don't listen to the lies you whisper to yourself
You are the one you'll miss
If you don't help yourself

Feast on sin and self-righteousness
Reincarnation is second chance
Listen to the hands with the carnations outstretched
Fellow stranger with star burnt eyes
caring for those self told lies

You cheat
yourself
with handholding cypress knees bending towards
neurons collapsing
into the one who
Binary stars you
Binary stares at you
Holds you in your sleep from far away
Dream meeting past life fleeting into the now
You answer to this highschool crush pop quiz invader of reality
Who questions what color to paint the moon
Never almost drowning
But who has only ever taken a life
that belonged to them alone
relating in fictional patterns of physics
Undeniable wavelengths
colliding crashing consoling
You knew from the first eyes
that seeds of doubt would sprout in what you mislead as love
And you ask
Why not?

Hello,
        today is not tomorrow.

I think he makes me forget
That I hate my imaginary friend
The one whose name lurks on your lips in prayer
And hangs above your dinner plate
Christening it with some other dimensional vitamin
In the name of thin words
Blind men built like blimps full of holocausts
Yes them, would be
Coating the stars in blood
Calling it evolution
Irony is God's smile

Your family tree dies with the hollow parts
That my blood is draining into
Cells migrating into reincarnation
My Magnolia sister celibate, a new age nun
My sucidal thoughts run deeper than this lineage
But I will not act unless some one brings an ax.

I am lonely in thoughts
And practice
Like sport without training
And I will die knowing less than I have learned
Transparent in form & nature
Giving birth to myself in ways my mother couldn't
On stumbling ground
With no grace to be lost or found
I tremble in my humble footsteps.

I'll be on the front lines
Fighting fireflies on a Golf Course
With a butterfly net

Collecting ghosts in mason jar
to plant back on the cemetery
The crows are making nests
in the skull of your family

They accidentally put
the wrong name on yours
And in Latin!
It's ok though, because you're
(were) Are?  a nihilist

The river Nile is the
best stream of consciousness
Known to man and of
Course that's where you drowned
your metaphorical thoughts
While you hung yourself above
a treadmill trying to pretend
you wanted to be a better
man

But you only ran away

The Stonehenge is the front gate
to your home
          It's made from
      billboards and
Pictures of static
When you're dead you
                        Live in White Noise

You're turning my lights
on and off
               as I'm trying to sleep
haunting me in
my over easy eggs
making the yolk run
in words "Miss me?"

And of course I do
But you are as good a my imaginary friend

When I'm walking in the
park with all the scarecrows
you make the dandelions
float, no amount of
wishes is bringing you back

I know boards of wood are
easier to you than the termites
eating the tumor in my brain
          from the insanity you're causing me

So instead I paper mache my
room with love letters from you
that got lost in the mail
because you stole them for me
A banksy bankrupt in original thought

I'm building a tiny forest
             of matches
If I can't sleep I'm joining you

So you pack your bags, hobo
style but with
Picnic baskets and dead leaves
Seancing yourself
With the crystal ***** of my eyes

I lost you in some newspaper ad
about a Home for sale
Does it come with a family?
How is that legal?
But I lost you because I bought the wrong copy and couldn't find that one blurry word that was you saying
Good morning

I lost you at sea
  And in my dreams
      And to your own hands
   And to my own memory

I'm dancing with wolves
Called Alzheimer's
because I'll die
with a disease of age
Instead of house burning, building leaping
Front Page

Then we'll go live in abandoned
amusement parks with creaky
Ferris wheels turning
Like you in your grave
And me with the Cycle of Life

Tribe men are dancing the good fire
Radios on stakes, just as kings men.
Amish will break bread
Rejoicing as cosmonauts
peer down at a world without light

She is silent
My first love
She was the First woman

I felt her tendril of
her being tickled
        by sunlight

Wind making her dance
Hurricanes, that hot shower
Yes, sometimes she bathes in
                                     blood
Human is the most toxic element
        known to man

My love is living in
a burning house
Called Pollution

A drug unknown to her system
Human condition

I love her, so let her go!
        She is wild
not to be tamed
But remember her
remember her name