Remember,
you might think that everyone hates you,
but that's not true.

There will always be someone who needs you.
(and if you don't think there is anyone, there's always me.)

You know what's the best compliment?

                                                    ­               *You have a pretty soul.

Sharing is not always caring;
     You don't want to share STDs with anyone.

You know what scares me most?
The way you can make me fall for you
all over again with that smile.
How you can make me
curse and cry
whenever you hug her, flirt with her when she's just gonna rip you to shreds.

I'm terrified
of losing control,
changing into something unrecognizable.

I'm scared of being alone.

I am frightened that
I'll be addicted to you,
but you're just gonna **** me slowly.
Of caring too much,
hurting myself...

I'm not afraid to be hated,
I'm used to it.
Too all the terrors the world brings,
I'm just not prepared for this thing
we call
love.
It disgusts me,
yet I wish I have it.
How?

The woman in the moon is made of waves

If you look close, she swells and falls always

Like the sea; like a dancer's last dance.

Cold but never sad nor bitter nor raw

She showers honey light on us all -

On the eyelids of the sick and the foreheads of sleeping children

In cups of milk with cookie crumbs and late night drives

On the hot breath of love and the dreams of travel

But most of all, inside each inestimable soul,

That is where her dancing, swelling, honey from the sea light goes.

High in hills, drift the clouds - of sun it kills
wind barren path strung low with lichen laid
starry flowers, pale white, soft a blanket made
amidst dawn's dewy moss, footprints pressed
leading up and outward toward the day
the sky, through all of time, only a spiral
how earth makes it's way

Driving south
only cactus go by
my skin hot, dry
peel of my lips
taste how sweat drips
melt behind this wheel
sink into surreal
this road to Mexico
slow the air of black crows
slow the circling of death's bones
cool riverbed, just ahead
driven from my home
drift, I float this desert ocean
dance this floor
alone