your nightmare has legs.

it pays you to
watch it shave
and you accept.

i am homeless.
i am pure.

but as i crawl towards success
i resemble more and more
a devil.

crystal information
will cast light
out of the head.

the shadow will be
no more
of the puddle on the floor.

we will spread
beyond our bodies,
beyond what is dead.

a dead dog hangs itself
the only way it knows how-
with honor.

a head-hunter dreams
the only way it can-
in vivid colorful horror.

an assembly line designed
to pour quicksand
down the mouths of robots.

we keep the truth hidden.
the ground we walk lost.
a table top cloth.
a mind shattering meal
of silence not deafness.

he howl at the moon

bark at the sky
to keep it secret
from the sun

it is because
my life is so large
but my eyes are so small
sending signals to an even tinier mind.

it is the intelligence between atoms.

it is something.

i think it is
a cause to find.

a girl rides by on a bicycle.
the sun is stuck in her hair.
a piece of it falls
and shatters in the road.

gonna marry me a skeleton

gonna bury me a bride.

sat at the wedding

until somebody died.

the sky smiled

and the earth opened wide.

it is not because of my talents.

or because i am very smart.
  and spiritual
   and connected
      creative
   and the way im
    deeply touched,

but it is because
    i am    insane;

-that is the icing
           on the cake

        which i lick clean
  off my ***** fingers.

Nobodies going to survive
this life
and im

Willing to wager all my love
on this
with you

And i just hope you have the heart
to do
the same

Yes we will die but we will thrive
until
we fade

Yes we we can live but we will fade
unless
we thrive

And these are all the things that ive
been meaning to

Share with you along with all of
my love,
my love

To everyone ive ever loved
oh   how   i    love   you

and i hope that you are happy
(as happy as can be)
(oh god im happy)
(and watching clouds)

and i hope that you do smile
(more often than not)
(and your heart swells)
(when i see you smile)

and i hope that you are laughing
(for no reason at all)
(and crying)
(tears of joy)

and i hope that your heart swells
(when you look around you)

and that youre surrounded by

everyone youve ever loved

and i dont mind that im not there

because im in the clouds above

and i can see you watching

and i can see you smile
(and my heart swells)

im raining tears of joy and laughing.

To everyone ive ever loved,

    i want you to know
   that i still love you
  and care about every
   hair on your bodies
  and im sorry because  
i know that ive failed you
(and nothing can stop me)
(even if youve forgot me)
(i hope you havent forgotten me)

youre  everyone ive ever loved
my heart is emptying without you
and so im filling it with
everyone ive ever loved
and i deserve to be deserted
by everyone ive ever loved

like water fills a vase and gets
soaked up by a rose
until its brittle and it breaks
until its dead and decomposed
whats there
that could serve
in your stead
well only my heart knows
theres nothing left i can accept
so in my heart a cancer grows

time slowed down
and walked right passed me
and i couldnt look it
in the eye
but it followed me home
and i remember the last thing
it said to me right before
it left in the night was
remember me.

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i see a heart
and i think of you
but what should i do?
because i see you
and my brain farts
but it comes from
the heart.

my moth flew over to me
and with a sheet of cloth
i broke off its wings.

i tried to make a mercy ****,
to cut off its head,
but instead
it was left damaged
and shaking
and ill.

it bled from the breadth of its neck
and i feel its breath in my head still.

why have i done what ive done.
where is my heart from.

fire lit smoke clouds
rain water.

Shed identities and leave them to clean them off the floor in the morning.

pianos will speak to me forever
from their big
beautiful
gaping
mouths.

they will always
fill the room
with my
emotion.

i know when they cry.

father nature
sits with a hard-on
drinking homemade beer
watching mother nature
tend to her garden.

and she tries
to ignore him
but she likes it.

these rare eventualities are
preordained to bring us
to madness.
its the work of
someone more clever
and deranged
than we.

.not a poem.

emotions are purgatory
to purge them
is peace

it floats in me
like dead birds
in a dead sea.

i cant grab it
and cook it
and eat it.

i am a ***** styrofoam food container blowing down the street.

stupid ******* crowd
clapping over the music.

a dead bird flies inside of my skull
and pecks out my eyes from behind
but itll never escape
no matter how hard it tries

that poor bird is losing its mind.


it cant sleep
(it carves what it babels on its walls)
it cant sleep
(it sings spells it learned in Hell)
it cant sleep
(so it perches and
resonates in its chamber)
it cant die (and now neither can i)

for some
its the great escape.
for some
its the
great illusion.
for others
its for others.

left to my own devices
i am a crook:
stealing the mind
and the good will
of the audience i am
until it is willing to **** me
and rob me of my own,
but the show must go on.

when the sun comes out of
her sheathe
shes an ICY *****.

but she wears it so good.

I smoke so much
that after any run
I'm always huffing paint

an infinite distance winked at me
and i skull-****** it instantly.

if i had liquid skin
id be drowning in
what im already drowning in.

in the minds eye
is a minds eye.

we see who blinks first.

you invent the enemy.
there is no enemy.
you are the enemy.
and there is no you.

black bird armada
sends me signals
their constellation is a code.
the living hierogram
digests the moments of peace
they pass through.

the night is in its egg

i said something
so loving about you
so long ago i guess

by the time they came
marching back around

carrying the news

they were greyed
and had forgotten
what it was
they were sent out
to replace

and we were left
mumbling
i assume

i grew thorns.

-no flower for a head.

i lived in dirt.

-i grew;

i grew thorns.

just remember:

i feel more like i do now
than i did when i got here.

.

people are clouds
everything is a cloud
everything is an ambient cloud.

just before the end
he killed himself.
then everyone applauded
and he took a bow.

i use spiders as weapons
to **** me
so you
cant have the glory
of defeating
your opponent.

its the glory you want
but i give it
to the spiders.

they deserve it,

theyre good to me.

i love you in my heart
in a way that is ancient.

a tongue that's so old
you can't taste it.

a moment's replacement.

there was a tiny bug
on my screen:

i did not squoosh him
so i did not
write this.

no blood, guts.

nothing.

i wander into the bathroom
and flush myself down the toilette.
i walk out
and i am flushed.

nothing has changed
it is a room still for rent.

my minds always crooked
my spoons always bent.

i sweat every word
from my broken body,
tired of wearing my will.

too tired to talk.

a clumsy cloud
covers you
in muttering nonsense.

letters with no names
limp off your skin
onto the floor around you,
laying in the shade
of your edges

to cook
burn off
and die.

thoughts are things to evaporate.
the pictures painted
in our minds
turn to ash
as the pink and purple
flashes of light
speak the story
of our organs
meeting and mating.

mothering one another.

if i die
before i wake
please eat me.

in every breath i speak
you're there.

i hope you can hear this.

the tongue is black with words

and dripping sweat

with fever.

it sheds its skin
to shed your skin.

until we're razor thin
and transparent.

really funny door-frames.

im write poetry.
am poetry write me.
how stupid though.

the artist renders itself to sleep.
its ghost sleeps in its skin.
it dreams in madness.

  colors cover the blanket covers you.

sleep is a
mortar shell.
everything is
shrapnel.