I'd like the skulls in my closet
And the demons in my head
To all get together
With the monsters under your bed
They can all share some stories
Maybe have a drink or two
And as they plan their great escape
We'll wave goodbye to them as they do
Friday, September 26, 2014
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Circles Made of Squares
Tiny little boxes form in my brain
Sharp and rigid
They're ungraceful
And they move in clumsy patterns
I shut my eyes hard
and change them into circles
As they change,
the crows-feet loosen their grip on my face
With no sharp points to hurt myself on
the circles lighten the blow
when they all collide
Sharp and rigid
They're ungraceful
And they move in clumsy patterns
I shut my eyes hard
and change them into circles
As they change,
the crows-feet loosen their grip on my face
With no sharp points to hurt myself on
the circles lighten the blow
when they all collide
Monday, September 15, 2014
Lovers In The Mud
After our days are done,
Once we're through wandering around on our own,
As soon as the bullshit subsides,
Nature takes over
and her positives find my negatives
and the pull drags us up
and out of the mud
Face first
Teeth full of dirt
Smiling as big as ever
Once we're through wandering around on our own,
As soon as the bullshit subsides,
Nature takes over
and her positives find my negatives
and the pull drags us up
and out of the mud
Face first
Teeth full of dirt
Smiling as big as ever
At School
There is a freshness to all of their faces
A new-car-scent type feeling that'll decay
I take note of those who's smiles fade first
And I welcome them to the otherside
I tell them not to worry though
Because their parents are probably already here
Unfortunately
Waiting for them
A new-car-scent type feeling that'll decay
I take note of those who's smiles fade first
And I welcome them to the otherside
I tell them not to worry though
Because their parents are probably already here
Unfortunately
Waiting for them
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