Bright Eyed Boy

Your eyes are like a setting sun on silk green grass flowing to the wind
I have nt slept since the last I saw of them
I long for them, I long for their master
Long for the soft cherry red lips of sweet sugar on mine
With those neon eyes looking back at me when they sneak a peek
During our most sacred moment
The way your eyes shimmered when I said I loved you
They gleamed with tears of joy
Many doubted my choice of te forbidden fruit
But yet, with no doubts, I bit with no remorse

If your love was poison, I'd drink from the bottle every day
If staying with you meant sweet bruises upon my neck, I'd oblige to turn the other way
If staying with you meant this churning pain in my chest, I'd suck it up for you
If every day meant longing for venomous kisses, call me your prey

For your eyes lure me in like a moth to the light
Leading me to a beautiful death
For if I were to die by choice
I'd choose you to take the life of mine for the pleasure of it

What Knowledge?

You say I don't know shit, but who's teaching me?
You say I won't match up to anything, but whose teaching a student that's smarter than them?
You say I shouldn't bother studying cos I'm going to fail, then why are you on my ass about it?
They tell me to give you a chance, but you can't even speak my language
You can't tell me why 2^2 is four because you don't know
You can't explain why Monstresor hates Fortunato because you don't believe in poetry
You don't believe in the great arts, when your stupidity is considered millions to those of art
They can't believe stupidity was converted to a mere human and claim to purchase you for millions
That's the only time people want you
Your the living, walking art of stupidity that everyone wants to show their children
For inspiration? F***k no
They want to show what people shouldn't be
A man who can't understand the basics of life nor how to live it
You can't teach so why are you even here?
Why don't you go back to your home planet of low understatements.

Chaos

Suspicions seem to lure quaint
Moments like these are harrowing
Though many sense it redoubtable
It's all very queer
Everything is on the reel
Causing many to allay

Many crave the allaying

These troubles are quaint

Many sense the harrowing

The leaders are claimed redoubtable

Actions seem to be queer

Many are reeled

How can we stop that reel
When all solutions deny allaying
And all the pain becomes quaint
Foreign leaders become harrow
Things begin to seem redoubtable
Those we follow seem queer

Many of the queer

Seem to be the reason for the reel

Though they continue to allay

Reasoning becomes quaint 

And the injured are harrowed

Although they are redoubtable

Citizens are standing; redoubtable
Times like these are cracked and queer
Shaking figures on the reel
No simple words can allay
Even that word is faded and quaint
The bitter words gnawing; harrowing

The feeling of being forsaken is harrowing

And gods are claimed redoubtable

It all seems rusty and queer

Sacrifice the midnight to save the reel

Everyone is calm: allayed

The bitter memories are now quaint

Have they calmed the reel?

Are we fully allayed?

Perhaps if this moment, this year becomes quaint.

Colors Drained

So Many things I dread

Even during the day

My head is filled with lead

 

I might as well been born dead

Since my first beginning in May

But they allowed me to live instead

 

I lay in my nail bed

Listening to the withering walls say

"Why don't you go on ahead?"

 

Bittersweet memories bang through my head

Reminding me why I should've never stayed

Must I remain with the rotting undead

 

My father once said,

"they drowned you morbidly by the bay."

That explains the mark engraved

 

The sky appears dead

Coated with streaks of gray

I end the madness with a bullet to the head

A deep blood red, I dyed the sky

The Sky Is Empty

The night slips to day

Gray bruises remaining on her skin

She begins to cry

Knowing a moment too soon, it all fell apart

 

Gray bruises remaining on her skin

As the clouds come to wash them away

Knowing a moment too soon it all fell apart

They offer her comfort, but her cries roar like thunder

 

As the clouds come to wash them away

She brings out the sun to show she is comforted

They offer her comfort, but her cries roar like thunder

Can you see the holes in the sky?

 

She brings out the sun to show she is comforted

Wondering when the cloak of night will cover her thin frame

Can you see the holes in the sky?

Of where the moon once stood in her heart

Illa Amittitur

Kisses were sweet

Like silver ecstasy

 

You've given me life

Like using ecstasy

 

You fried me up

Overdose ecstasy

 

I keep relapsing

Abusing ecstasy

 

Collapsing: Deep sleep

Coma of ecstasy

 

And you can't hear me

You use cheap ecstasy

Space Bound

Care to take a walk on the moon?

I do too, but I can't

He's too far gone

And I'm still here on the sun

I'm space bound unfortunately

Left to drift, Left to wander

I hear their voices

The stars they speak to me

They keep me company

They are my friends

I speak to them

Listening to the knowledgeable words as I float

Hoping one day I'll step on the moon

Or just crash back to Earth

Maybe even fry my brain on the sun a bit more

But no, I must not wander

I must not fade into the dark

The Man Who Smokes His Cigarettes

I found him on the corner of Central Ave.

He just stood there smoking his cigarette

Making little white ghost with each exhale

Creating more clouds to shade the earth

He knows I'm watching, he's no fool

Grinning like a fool, I take steps closer

I breathe the musky scent of burnin' tobacco

Yet, he still has not noticed me

I shuffle awkwardly, begging for his attention

Yet he remains still, focusing on the light

Staring with his starry eyes at the people passing by

My nails dig into my skin, like tiny daggers

"How can you be foolish?" I say to him.

"I stand here aching for attention, beg forgiveness,

Yet you stand there puffing away,

Attention on others, making clouds for no one."

"Child," he said to me in his silky calm voice.

It is you who is foolish, Not I.

He removed the cigarette from his pale, chapped lips

Flicking it down the city sewer gutters, swimming down a stream

“You ask for forgiveness when you don't deserve it.

Ask for attention like a spoiled child in a Christmas play.

Little do you know, that with every draw I take,

I breathe in your troubles, your losses, your doubts.

They poison my lungs just as they poison your mind,

But yet you doubt me, my love is for those who follow,

With no Doubt, yet you doubt everyday. For this I abandon you."

And with one last puff..... he was gone.

Moonlight Memories

Oh how this moon light accentuates your beauty

Unfortunately it cannot reveal your luscious curves

That rise and fall like the waves of the ocean

Its light dances upon your pale, white skin

as you lay on the Earths green hair

they merge with your long golden locks upon your head

My sweet beauty, your silver eyes hold mine

in the greatest gaze that I fear to look away,

catching the breaths I hold very dear in my lungs

Though they mean nothing now that your once soft

plump lips have flatten to a gray trole  and

those once vibrant eyes have lost their light

Now that once warm hand stands cold upon my cheek

as your chest slows to a sharp still of death

and you whisper words that will haunt me in life

“I shall comeback for the, my love. And only then

will your sins be punished for the very running

of my crimson blood.” and with that your spirit left this dreaded Earth.

To the Stranger in the Car

To the stranger in the car

I see you day by day sit glumly in the drivers seat

You walk out your apartment, tired

kiss that wife goodbye and sit there for hours, alone

To the stranger in that car

My mother told me tales of men with cars

How once you trusted the road you could go anywhere

To different worlds and far nations

To the stranger in the car

How lonely is your world?

To the point to where you lie about your job in order to save yourself

Or to where even your own wife is blind to your truth

To the stranger in the car

Is there a sense of doubt in that mind of yours

Will you ever move that car from this parking lot?

How long will I sit on my window as my breath fogs this stained window

To the stranger in the car

Your tears are the raindrops to that pile of ashes

Maybe one day, one day you'll rise from the ashes

Like the phoenix you are

Dear Mr. Corner

Dear Mr. Corner, How I love thee

For as long as you exist I can not be brave

Dear Mr. Corner, How can I be?

I crawl to you when the fear the world

Dear Mr. Corner, your shades of gray

are the rainbows I hope to see in this colorful world

Dear Mr. Corner, you know I am worthless

filled with pain and regret, nothing else.

Dear Mr. Corner, when i do something right

I am punished and am sent back to you

Dear Mr. Corner, when others are near

I don’t feel the same comfort as when I’m with you

Dear Mr. Corner, when I am alone I’m weak

but you as a cold friend, make me strong

Dear Mr. Corner, when I see your jagged tattoos

I know that I am not alone when I trace my own

Dear Mr. Corner, You are my only friend

a shame that today we must part again

Dear Mr. Corner, You were my only friend