"What is as ****** as the setting sun?"
They inquired.

Without any hesitation
I pulled your picture up
And
Showed them your smile

The world has been shocked
Ever since.

A tired hug early in the morning,
drowsy and uncoordinated,
but starts the day nicely.
Like a cup of tea,
mellow and lovely.

A wet hug,
filled with tears, tears, and more tears.
A comforting embrace
that no one wants to let go of
or experience again.

A happy hug,
one that happens out of joy
for something or another.
Like a lemon drop,
sweet and filled with innocent happiness.

A desperate hug,
the kind when the world is falling apart
and the only thing you have is each other.
Arms wrapped tightly,
a hug in circumstances no one wants.

A hug that isn't desperate, but still needed.
Those that you never want to leave,
that say the words you can't.
The ones you hold on to,
that you bury your head into.

A goodbye hug.
The worst kind.
Filled with regrets, words never said.
As agonizing as they are,
there is no worse thing than
not being able to give one.

Slow sinks
Toilet brinks
Shishkaboobs
Prison walls

Insane melodic mix
Of hourglasses
Set on empty

How many vertabreas
Will you hit on today

Tired
Weary
Never
Too much
Never or
Nothing

Birth
Light
Life smells again

Nice
Sweet
Burst of
Hueish Ranges
Cascade
Down
My eyelids
Like utopias
ARRIVALS

An end
A peace
A wet willow
Tree

Alone
Desolate
Frozen
I stay for hours

Confused
In dark
No end
No START

Just known
Just Alone

Hoping to be
Brought Up again
From births springs
By a latent
Mystery man
One who will teach me that ashes aren't the worst thing I could sift within

To breathe in parasites
Let them swirl around
In your room for a bit
and blow back the soote
Of burdens past mistook

And sit with them all
And watch them run wild
Pick one of your favorites
And ask him to stay for a while

Share a verse or two
Please ask him to wipe
Away the voodoo
At The Door

Who could ask for
Anything More