Life isn't basic
So why do we expect a
Simple solution
To a complex equation?

Maybe you never wanted to hear my voice
Maybe you just needed someone to listen
Maybe you wanted to be
the person that
Closes the coffin
Instead of opens it
Maybe
You wanted to be the hay stack
Instead of the needle
Maybe you were born Romeo
When you were meant to be Juliette
Maybe you found clyde but never
Bonnie
Who ever you are
And who ever I am
We're not missing the jelly
We've just
misplaced the jar.

four bullets
strike a bone
and a rib

brilliant *******
crimson rivulets
escaping like ghosts

the heartbeat struggles
to keep time
a failing metronome

death gnaws at nostalgia
the past
no less a path
of broken dreams

I saw you standing on
A different level,
In An alternate world,
In an alternate state,
You wanted to hug,
You wanted to apologize ,
You wanted to reconcile,
Make peace with everything
You thought you'd done,
Sew up the stitches in time,
Smooth out the waves in the sea
We call life,
But i found comfort in miles ahead,
And I'm sorry,
I can't look back now

The sun doesn't stop shining when it rains
You shouldn't stop smiling
When you're sad.

A long time ago I'd look to the sky through vibrant colorful kitten-petting electro bumping lens, the *** was more rich than gold, many shades of greens, aroma more potent than pine herself, and sticky that bud, eyes glowing red,  blazing all through the night, with no care in sight, nostrils tickled for snow in summer, anything,  so I wouldn't remember,
and I'd find it,  you bet id find it, I'd rail every last track in town until the trains collided and my world fell down, I awoke the day you kicked me out, but now looking back, I'm glad you did.

Not even flys know
When doors swing open
That opportunity is knocking
They just enter -
Ignoring the fact that
Even living comes with a cost

The window cracks open
A sleepy six year old
Drools in the back seat
Face full of sweat
Eyes rolling back in her head
Thumb on the switch
A welcoming invite
For the
Lone sky surfer

Trusting the little girl
It enters
The radio crackles
In and out of frequency
But the fly hears no sound
The fly doesn't see the little girl
As little
The fly doesn't even see the little girl
As girl
The fly just enters
The fly has no fears
Risking its life
For curiosity
Its days are numbered
Soon it pings at the window
Trying desperately to escape
As the little girl swats at it
Its small body
Much smaller than hers
Tires quickly
It's frail wings tear
The girl smiles a sense of accomplishment
As the tiny bug
Clings to it's last limbs of life
A tall brunette returns to the car
Releasing the fly just in time