the Truth in searching is not having Found.

Poem #5

No not even a little bit
You heard me loud and clear
Sure sure sure
Clap your hands and look away
Easy does it now
I understand nothing
Look at all the ways I told you
Every one true
Not an ounce believed
Everything’s now blue

Poema #4

Clouds on the floor again
Feet cut through
Heaven is only imaginary
“Wouldn’t it be nice if we greewwww colderrrrr”
Sing silly sore sights
Watch people watch people watch me
Everyone can see through me
Straw hats and a thistle of ginger ale
Sought after much no problem-o
I don’t see it
Not too much to say I’m tired
The world was to busy waking up to watch me dream

Poema #3

Save face again
Problem problems problems
Once for sure two for fear
Isn’t it the way the world twirls
Tiaras worn by unpleasant phobias
Waving cooing smiling for the camera
Nada will be the same again
Again again a gain by us
We laughed till our heads felt light
Its no wonder we wonder about us
Conditions couldn’t be more sacred or scared

But latter day mimosa bodies
Wish they could be free
Walk gallantly, sure fire frey
Wasn’t it you who told me
“No one looks better with me than you”
I felt my tongue fall to the floor
But I did not pick it up.

Poema #2

“Mercury?” You asked, eyes wide open
Illuminating the dim room
I coughed up a series of
Nonchalant answers
You swayed left right left right down
To avoid the headache
Moving past us were planets created and destroyed
Dead before arrival
Zooming past our head hot cold indifferent
“Pleasure isn’t simple” you quiped
The world is our oyster, upon and below
Expectations are sparse and words less so
Floating isn’t even satisfactory at this point we collectively thought
This space is filled with the zombie carbon orbs we learned about
But up close and personal, ugly and decrepid is the gaseous state that wears the sash
“You’re speaking like a poem again” you noted, lips full and red as blood fresh to the world
The ship seems so far away
Leaving needn’t be so difficult
And the way my mouth dried, I can only assume my words are dying as well
So I just looked at you and thought that everything is floating fleeting running meeting cunning ceding its morals unsure.
“I just realized I can’t breath” you said and then died a wiley coyote death
Holding a sign reading “ender help us please”
I quickly followed suit.

Maybe

Maybe maybe maybe……..maybe not

Poema

I sleep in spots
My brain is draining
I trek towards lights to find
A new hope
Enough to awaken me

Sleep and repeat
Steep and retreat
Convince the world you don’t exist
Wonder alone
Wander with life
Enough to awaken me

Cold and deserted
Slow and inverted
I think that everyone is mist
Passing through
Each and every new beginning
Leaving behind a trail that disappears.

The other night

I set up everything. Television, dvd player, season two of the Office, pillows, and me. You came over and took pictures. You then fell onto the bed. I laid with you and we talked about your father and my future. We watched the first episode together, but then your eyelids started getting heavy. I was sweating uncontrollably. Sleep overcame you. I was just so happy you were with me; I was able to put my arm around you, my whole body pressed up to you. You commented on how sweaty I was, and I admit, you were a little crabby, but I didn’t mind. I was happy you were there with me. I watched you sleep. I pet your hair. I kissed your shoulder. I smiled. A couple of episodes later, you decided to leave. It was late, and you wanted to get up early. I didn’t want you to go. I wanted to be with you until the end of time.

im in love with nobody

let me explain:

I’m feeling romantic and lovey, but to no one in particular. second time this has happened. it’s a weird thing.