Friday, March 26, 2010

the loss




I WANT

TO LIGHT MY FUCKING
BAIL MONEY
ON FIRE
I WANT
TO PUT HOLES IN MY WALLS
I WANT
TO BLEED
I WANT
THE BLOOD ON MY TONGUE
SO I CAN TASTE
HOW I
DISAPPOINT
im scared.










i want to move to you

and
you know what
i mean
and
i don't like end
but god damn
how i want to kiss
piano invented with a kiss
tell me please
why the things i write
only feel pretty
with you on my
fingers
just
i want
heat and a wall
a girl and fall
sleeping is a myth
cat on the low of my; back
sentinel
it's not my fault
you're a rainbow chew
pretty
slender belly of river bed
stomach of the maples
sundae sweet
please never say
sunday
with me.
shall we get lost in showers
lyrics
i guess
we are the ones they
eat up
i know you don't mind
mine of the mind
and
you're mine to keep
i mean the keep of your garden eyes
now it is my fault
when they spill
their green
into my
tongue
that wishes to move like a tail
but tale of
our dreams attire
did you know i wear you
all over me
by the way
beds don't always have to say
sleep
staircase of the sheet
your scent
pulls over me
not afraid of your height
where once again
i want your cloud teeth
to draw the blood of
my
red
wrong, if you think
it wont be a
horizon
in the mouth
of our
sore
cheek raindrops
please my dear don't worry
i know
your hearts thunderstorm
do you
did i see you die four times
in one night
wish my eyes were your
clover
cover
worries with my hands
i don't mean
those
leaf eyes
oh yeah,
the moons the only one we
don't dodge
wear it's colour on
my skin
whiter
than the charm
of your
satellite sigh
and even though i try to stitch
veins
i fear
mine are losing their
hue
summers soon but
my jaw closes
like
winter
and
i miss on you







Wednesday, March 24, 2010




i'll

nickname
you
my paper deer
now
use your iris ink
when will my unsettling sorrow
retake me
not long
glass eyes pleading
not to forget the
moon







Monday, March 22, 2010




i love her i love her i love her

i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her

i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
i love her i love her i love her
I LOVE HER
.





Tuesday, March 2, 2010

howls.




butterfly veins
once a cacoon
of half moon
under eye bruise
but now lagoon
of black and blue
we chase till we forget
we're two
of cold blood scales
that weigh no
consequence
to the fold i am in your heart
or in your eyes
under your fingernails
where nightmares get stuck
the moment before you wake
where, do you remember me
funny in the head
but few laughs to share or
smiles to snare
except well,
i'm not telling you to jump
i'm not telling you
that the night is harder,
to eat up
to swallow down
while skin looks more like the moon
and less of the sun;
when there isn't someone to
share it with
like your snacks when you're a child
and you can't even open them
yourself
and opening is so hard
even now
not because we can't on our own anymore
because you need someone to show you
what is suppose to be opened
what is a treat
and what is a tremble
when does it feel like morning
too often