Best Yers

living on that set.

feeling unaccepted.

Retracted, distracting

the others in the back

o' m' 'ead crackling

like static. Stagnant,

For inspiration befall

on me not, by the

barrier inaction. Pocked

with baseless shame,

I exited the game.

Thoughts on used Valet tickets

#1

The fire spreads its wings,

Slow, Above my Fingertips,

Ascending in ways I may only

Dream of. To think, As I sit,

And try to keep them inside Me,

For hope to float, and Rise

Above my Troubles...

#2

I could watch this smoke Rise,

All Night, All Night

Til the Sun surprises

In the Darkness' Demise.

I can Move inside the sound,

Silence, too, doth ring my Crown,

Oh, How I wish to Drown...

Beneathe the waves-

My Daydreams come in Waves;

For the moon to show

Its Darkest Face.

Just a few of my 'Friends'

Caffeine is a drug

Nicotine is a drug

T.V. is a drug

Networking is a drug

Cocaine is a drug

THC is a drug

M D M A, M D M A

All that kills pain

All these drugs

Transmitted to me

as the new thing

as the cool thing

I should be doing

If I want to ruin

The image before me,

As a weakling,

As a dorky

goody-goody

poor thing

Caffeine is a drug

Nicotine is a drug

T.V. is a drug

Networking is a drug

THC is a drug

Cocaine is a drug

M D M A, M D M A

All that kills pain

Oh, the T.V., It sucks me in

The THC Pulls me out,

Combine the two, i'm stretched too thin

And I do absolutely nothing

about myself, Surrender to

this comfy couch, forfeit

my life a couple hours

Doing absolutely nothing

about myself. Sometimes

i'll start repeating things,

About myself, Do absolutely

nothing on this comfy couch,

a couple hours, about myself,

Nothing.

Caffeine is a drug

Nicotine is a drug

T.V. is a drug

networking is a drug

THC is a drug

Cocaine is a drug

M D M A, M D M A

all that kills pain

My social life should be on trial,

spend too much time online,

Do absolutely nothing

But see which friends i can find,

And stack my stats, a number game,

I'm still sitting still, so i'm still lame,

Could travel out and shake a hand,

but I'm glued to the screen,

unwilling to stand, patiently

waiting, but can't sit up straight

I guess you could say I'm lazy,

Do absolutely nothing

But track updates and judge me mates

I'm hooked for life, I'll click "i like"

To show my friends I'm still alive

Doing absolutely nothing.

Caffeine is a Drug

Nicotine Is a drug

T.V. is a drug

Networking is a drug

THC is a drug

Cocaine is a drug

MDMA, MDMA

And all that kills pain

A cigarette's a cancer stick

I inhale it, abhor the shit,

unless somebody's walking by

I'll blow out smoke to catch their eye,

Yeah that's right, I like the cool

refreshing image of the fool

Do absolutely nothing to

preserve my body's function.

Who can deny the bait is ripe

for youthful types who want the right

to choose the forbidden fruit,

to rebel against the rules? I'll

Do absolutely nothing to stop you.

I'll join.

And we can die, slowly, together,

That's the point, right?

Caffeine is a drug

Nicotine is a drug

T.V. is a drug

Networking is a drug

THC is a drug

Cocaine is a drug

M D M A, M D M A

And all that kills pain

The cocaine up my nose goes numb

It's dripping down my throat and tongue

Pumping blood, it pumps me up,

I can fuck and fuck and fuck,

Or dance dance dance,

Faster faster faster

Better stronger, make it last-

Now it's gone, and I'm gon' to the back

Do absolutely nothing

but fiend to find a bump

I'll do absolutely nothing

but fiend to find a bump

Caffeine is a drug

Nicotine is a drug

T.V. is a drug

Networking is a drug

THC is a drug

Cocaine is a drug

M D M A, M D M A

And all that kills pain

I'm rolling through

this life I've built,

It's tolling up a

debt of guilt,

That I have yet to pay,

and when i do, I can say

I'm in pain, I cannot cope,

nor feel the same, and white coats

will prescribe a name, I can't pronounce

so i can't defame, but I'll know i don't

feel anything...

Caffeine is a drug

Nicotine is a drug...

The drive towards bad news. . .

To the gallows, with an empty stomach,

Bags full crescent beneath my eyes.

The thoughts hath lost me sleep,

The noose, not yet around my neck

Hath indebted my brain an ignorance

of food. My Pain, is this waiting, as I

Move towards certain peril.

A snap

Like the branches 'neathe a snow

doth haunt this weary soul that's

stayed afloat for flailing limbs that

Tire not, lest the land breaking horizon

greets me with that twine and lumber.

Then I tire, but never pause,

for certain peril is no match

for my pride's surrender.

To the gallows, with an empty stomach,

I move.

Smoked Gouda (The best kind)

Yeah, you and I, we have the best Kind,

It's alive and always ripe, the inside is sweet,

and the skin shines perfectly in the light

we shed, together, apart, in sync.

Yeah, you and I, side by side

and separately styled, accepting

Perspective, and sharing certain

trajectories, rocking, and rocketing

Together, apart, in sync.

Yeah, you and I, a bottle of wine,

some smoked gouda and a fine cigar

wait for us at the place far from today,

Where we'll resign to a chair, and toast

Ourselves like Kings, Together, apart,

In sync.

:)

Await, Lifted.

Stands up straight,

Grifting rays from the light,

Tonight, I'll store them for the

Shift of fright, and Think of you,

Thanking you, forgiving me, Light.

Boys and Girls

One will be waiting, in the open,

One will await the opening,

To slide in and initiate.

One will bat eyelashes,

and giggle at the worst joke

Basking in another's vision and desire.

One will have a strategy,

A militant mind, commanding

To conquer the castle walls and defenses.

One has got a mind to love surprises,

Waits for it, it always comes.

One has got the time to provide

The sense of security that opens the gates.

Both know the score, the position of the other.

Both take the moment and move with it,

As if they didn't know from the beginning

This is something.

And Nothing.

Birdbath

Stone basin Sanctuary,

Puddled up with rain,

Cleans my feathers good,

Feel alive, liking the flight in glide.

Together the wind and the heat

Provide asylum, from that gravity,

claiming the clouds I float by,

Dragging them down, Draining

those sky mountains, waxing

the waned stone basin Sanctuary.

I dust off these wings again,

Catch my gust southward

Up and away from the tethers

of earth, the Death, The cold

Forces this bird to fly and

This bath keeps me primed

to find the next paradise.

Shy Guy Smiles

My stomach used to choke itself on evenings like these,

But I've learned since then to let it be, and I'm seeing true indeed,

That fear, held here, inside of me, was just a seed of doubt,

And nothing in the dark of night shall keep me from the out,

Shouting to the world, "I exist, I exist!" Even if its just a trick

I like the way it feels. Not so alone, or far from home,

Enveloped in my Peers.

Dancing Tracks

Blood Pumping.

Through my veins.

Neurons Firing.

Insane.

Muscles Screaming

OXYGEN

And I'm smiling, smiling, all the way!!

Feet Jumpin'

Stompin' concrete

Tricky Tappin'

To the beat,

Free as can be.

Free in Time.

What Majesty!!!

3:14 AM

Slumber is my nemesis,

I've hibernated my entire life.

And now that I'm awake, This

genesis must cease, and heal

to Keep me alive. But, oh,

How I'm loathe to heel and heed

To stagnance. There is much to do,

and much ado as Ornament, hollow,

unnecessary. My, my, my,

The torment of growing weary...

The horrors or stagnance, the droll...

The Dumb are in favor of break time,

but must know not, there is no broken line,

no rest in trajectory, everything is accelerating,

Everything's Accelerating, E'ry Cell is Racing

To survive, but I'm in sleep, Deep-seated in my mind

While my body does nothing, but heal,

And I'm Loathe to heel, Oh

Slumber is my Nemesis.

From the Darkness

From the darkness came a light,

Brighter than the flame beneathe these eyes,

that dying stife that buys the idle, time-

A life to see through and make due, A piece

of death that makes me light-headed, less stressed,

Null near void, my nerves subside to the flame,

But this light is quite the curious distraction

from inflection, it's perfections puts me beside myself

With a smile and a Question, so simple

an investment to ripple my prides reticence

(Do not Speak!)

And where i used to defeat myself,

A brief defiance broke me, I spoke, gently,

A Reply that has blossomed this night from

the seed of infancy, to a tree of meetings,

Branches and bonds.

The Light I see, The Helper I needed

to Expand past these walls and the dolls

of mymind, solidified and dry, Brittle as dead flowers

Baking in the shine. Walking with reason, Talking no treason,

My hand I offered to help, accepted, I filled with wealth

The more I spoke, Opening doors and more lights awoke.

Sleuth Yourself

There used to be a time when Sunday always looked sunny.

Felt like a pint in a gallon world, ain't that some shit? Now,

I'm a giant and the galaxy ain't ready for my words. I'm

Composite, complex, self-sufficient, and ignorant

(As are you and you and you and you)

Who sees this crucifix and tricks themselves its intent?

Malevolence and pain, pinned down incarceration

Never Hooked me, That infatuation is so curious indeed,

In practice tis such a furious hunger, insatiable, ne'er-ending,

For one can never truly feel as another, The Curse

is on the sentient! How Conciousness is flawed!

Oh well... hell doesn't sound much worse than this,

What matter is it?

Those last seconds define your life,

your last breath, the epilogue.

Be it Fogged in doubt, Your body will hunger for that knowledge,

Straining for that insight, that light, that hope:

Learn NOW! Don't persist to be that lazy dope,

Make questions and stick to the answers you find,

Reminiscence shouldn't be a crucifiction,

Don't let the comfort of the preacher become a restriction,

Lest ye lie awake and one day see fiction where once

Just was fact. There is no going back.

"There used to be a time..."

Last words of a dying man, in his white bed,

watching the rain beat down on the windowpane,

On a saturday....