Jealously or sorrow?
Which one gnaws at the seam of a heart?
Pieces fall, imparting a hole so hollow.
Your happiness is an understandable part,
But how do I rejoice with no hope to borrow?
I was truly happy for you from the start.
As the blessing cohabitating within you joyfully wallows,
But sadness and happiness are playing a game using my heart as a board for darts,
And my judgement using my emotions as a soiled harrow.
At this instant I’m incapable of being smart.
I just pray to be called “mom” on a future ‘morrow!

At this moment
all that comes to mind
quickly goes away.
Only this sensation stays;
like clarity and blindness cohabitating
neither one nor the other is complete.
You.
That word,
takes out everything
and takes nothing to say.
You,
only for a moment.

See inside of me. Like glass is
No need for glasses
Slide slight to the right.
Soul moving slower than molasses.
I need this bad.... ****
Im not like bat ****
Drastic plans to relapse becoming
Every fibre that is...
Habit...
Enough with the rhyme scale

My soul is far beyond the closet clues.
The trail ismarked with turned stones
And it shows.
Ive already outlived the forshadowing eye and all its clueless compatriats
And in turn the oracle has granted me
The bliss of blindness
For surely she knows if i know
Than i will not succeed.
As if success is a glorious place.
To be adored?
To be loved?
To be revered?
As what?
A poet? A fighter? A person?
Okay back to rhyme scale

Massive mamoths collaborate
Against a backlit blackness thst
Only stars and collapsing suns
Can inhabit.
In amidst the magic
My body fades to shadows
Becoming hungry for the data
Only cohabitating
With the madness
And yeah its tragic
Slashing every logic meant to
Hold me captive.
**** this madness. Slash with panic
Disco tech. Im roman candles
Subject prone
To soulfull battles
And woeful tantrums
Every day is night between
The parted sky
I cry with eyes becoming animal
And in the balance is
Nothing more than
Shallow ground
Like pebbles
Flowering in pedals
Between the holds built in my sandals.
Im more a man today
Including everything scandalous
If its truth you seek
Make sure that you can handle it

she tips the pool boy!

who arranges the deck chairs, opening the blue umbrellas,
and the kitchen dishwasher, who arranges them Ach so!
for the fussy, **** German-born dishwasher,
the man-who-takes-refuse-to-the-town-dump,
the bed maker, fluffer upper of pillows when up-awakened,
the driver who always has car tissues, and a disposal system,
the exterminator-in-residence, for the necessary cohabitating pests,
the guy who buys the groceries so she may live to see her grandchildren,
but that guy,
who writes her only love poetry,

he just gets the finger,
yes, all ten, a 2X five bonus,
and their associated tips,
whenever
he,
presses SEND,
a new poem,
just for her,
created.

she calls it an even bargain, what she don’t know, I’d do it all for free,
for just a single eyelash winking.

So many fauqin  questions I want to know why why why
Are  we not allowed to feel and know and see and want and need
Why, why can we not have emotions and why is it wrong for me to be in love for the rest of my life
With one deserving person why
Why is it so wrong to want stability and peace
What is so wrong with that
Why do we have to suppress who we are as human beings so many foxin question, I want to know why why why WE are not allowed to want and need why can we not have emotions  not saying that we need and desire
What WE  have to have because that is just how WE human beings were created to want and need and desire and crave, yearn if WE so please
What am I doing wrong
Why cant I get it through my head what am I not understanding why am i hurting so much where is the  night in shining armor that white horse and better?
I never cared for any of that
Wanting piece cohabitating
Matrimonial union with my family and my loved ones peace what is so wrong with wanting that what is wrong with needing that,
Praying and yearning for simplicity, what is so wrong in that why can I not need my peace why can I not need to survive  in my peace and live my life in my existence in this piece that is necessary for me what is so wrong with loving God what is so wrong with knowing a god that loves you back if that is the only love you can conjure what is so wrong in that
What is so wrong in  me
Hiding myself in myself so deep because I'm so afraid to get hurt again what is the wrong in  hiding myself away from the rest of the world because I am so afraid
When did I become so afraid what happened to make me become so afraid of my own shadow I don't want to live like this
This feels really wrong.
There's just no existing like this
Like me, like us, like WE!!!R.I.P.

Life is an infinite amount of energies all cohabitating within time. What kind of energy are you transferring, is it loving and kind?

Our personal experiences try to shape our heart and mind. What kind of past experiences do you have, are they loving and kind?

Life is an infinite amount of love when you transfer the energy you wish and hope to receive. Our future happiness relies heavily on who we are.