post pardum

you're love makes me whole again.
it makes me feel like I've been
shot in the mouth, right between
the eyes in my mind.they radiate
purple and yellow spiritual
nonsense that drives me crazy.so
i knock on the wood in my pants
and then do a dance
around a bunch of dead
bodies.

band name

My friend Elvis and
my friend Elijah
sat and had a few
drinks. I sat next
to them and talked
to myself.

i am sad

tomorrow I will take up smoking again
and hopefully start performing street
magic in front of the dolphin tavern.
this wine sits in my gut then rots
just like me. you are a watered down
drink, cheap and somehow healthy

I Hear Things

I place my face against warm printer paper. The
ink has just been laid amongst the once living
features of a tree. The paper breathes. Then
whispers secrets of the forest. Four years ago
she saw me wondering the woods lost and alone.
I cry. My heart holds the hand of printer paper
and a crowd of people surrounds us. "It's okay
to hurt," she whispers and then dies.

ill proportioned sevings

think twice then
try to be polite.
drink it down or
just suck it up.
is it unusual
to feel uncomfortable
when you're around
people you don't
want to know at all?
i don't understand
the rain. i am open
to your change.
s.
i don't believe in
a popular belief.
i am an ocean.
you are the sea.

I Am Nothing Without You

I am nothing without you
Just a void in the arms of space
I am nothing without you
Just some fuzz on the TV screen
I am nothing without you
I guess you could call me
Yea, you could call me
A paraplegic without you
But you're more than a limb or two
You're more than a uniform
I am nothing without you

in portugal

noise,
fire,
and
over
pixelated
pictures
of
mountain
tops.
that
river
just
winked
at me.
hello,
river!
I
think
I'll
shed
my skin
today,
inside
of you
and
watch
it
float
away
with
the
fish
and
bacteria.