no small hand

have you ever
been drunk
and not had your
picture taken?
at one point
you were my
girlfriend.

You're moving mountains with the tip of your fingers
I'm just happy to be walking on solid ground
I'd like to think I did my best even if it was
for the worse

This Fever Reminds Me Of Mother

When I was a kid mother made
The jump to Virginia and my
Dad kissed a lady in the desert
Shop across from the train
Station. The train station
Wasn't there then and neither
Were my brothers illnesses.
I remember moms first visit,
The crippling sound of her
Ford Bronco pulling in grammaws
Driveway, the stale smell of
Her leather jacket, and the
Wet grass along my tiny feet
As I ran into the barn to
Escape her face. She brought
Me legos, miniature legos
Prefabricated to form a
Submarine. My fever ran
Hot that morning. I found
The cure inside a bag of
Pixie sticks and a stuffed
Eeyore she left in the living
Room on the orange shag
Carpet. Her mistakes are the
Only thing in this world
I am too scared, too tired,
And too hurt to write about.

Fever Seizures

Soccer legs are
uncomfortable and
poisoning my body.

Hot Head

Woke up with a fever of 101.
Woke up and saw you were the only one
Besides me laying in this bed.
Without you I might have been dead.

My brain boiled like a hot hot river.
The covers were on me but I continued to shiver.
A wet wash cloth, you put on my neck.
You saved my life, not just my neck.

Manson Kids Medley

Approaching man hood, this ship has matured
And been weathered by winds and gusts of delusion.
Life, it's such a morbid game that everyone
Loses unfortunately.

cant compete with the heart and cambodia thou

i ought a die my hair and move to a different state. maybe then my dreams
wouldn't seem morbid. maybe then i could kiss someone new. pretending to
be happy was never my specialty. buried within the pages of old yearbooks
are examples of my cover ups. i signed yours in photography class but you
were absent that day, missing from the hallway. today seems closer and
closer to fading away.