tell me what your tongue tastes like
my young and innocent friend
your words are full of such
vitality; they scare the living
life right out of me.

so you tell me what you're wearing
and i picture it as it pictures me
a photographer's dream;
a pornographer's dream.

you are dangling -- feet above your [head]
a forest of curious animals below your [shoulders]
while I bow down on my [knees]
to untie you from the booby trap [and]
you complain can't feel your [toes]

I can't tell you I'm sorry
you got caught up in that mess.
If you hadn't been a damsel
we'd likely never've met.

"Follow your heart"
I whispered to her
though I knew she couldn't hear

"You can do it"
I promised myself
though the pain was so intense.

It comes and goes like shivers
on a cold and frosted day
when the deep blue sky
is stretching over the
white-cloaked world.

There's nothing
that mimics the beauty
I've found in my lady
No butterfly or mocking-snake
dare try to mimic and take
her mysterious allure.

I take her soft shoulders
against my chest sometimes
lose my breath down her chest
and tremble with such desire
to ravage her skin like a
starving animal.

she found my soul
and threw it away
not recycled, not
worth dimes.

i went searching, by the night
to find the land fill with
my essence, lost quintessence.

but old men and women
and a few heathen children
were searching the same plots.

i found myself a fledgling --
quickly discouraged.

but then, like the god's could [be] hear
a graceful hand brought warmth to mine
and a million worlds wrapped into one
girl, with broken smile, looking
to me.

but why would she look to me?
i'm empty as a worker bee
who's lost inside a home
too many eyes to see.

what is there to find
when all the land of the world
has had flags mounted, deaths counted
just to engulf and decompose it's owners?

when she's a million first breaths
a million warm winter blankets
why is she lost with me?


lol i'll finish this later

I play you like it's an art
singing right into your ear
like humming birds swarming
fighting with their brothers
motives growing for
food.

You'd think I'd learn some morals
lines that I shouldn't cross
words that I should keep so
when the darkness falls and
asleep have gone the people
I can find my way back
home.

But people are as blank as paper
(cellulose bleached and pressed
until everything that it was
is the skeleton of what's left.)
I think it's fun to fold them
into paper planes that fly
away.

You couldn't know me if you tried
I'm cryptic like a heartbreak
you never saw coming.

meant to be sang. sorta fast, too.

you said
'tell me tell me tell me
tell me tell me how you wound up dead'
'how you wound up
oh how you wound up dead?'

i just lost my head
chasing dread
with some lead
i thought i heard you cry
i think i heard,
i think i heard me cry.

you said 'i thought I knew your soul
but there you go
and i've been chasing,
chasing the wrong goals.'

you couldn't see me
as i walked on out the door
you couldn't catch me
before my body hit the floor
but hold me more.
just hold me, more.

why's the sun always
exploding with desire?
is it going higher?
where's it going now?

*chilling whisper*
you're. going. to want to leave. soon.
you're gonna break me. soon.
i'm going to take you higher?
where am I going now?

it's a ludicrous life
we're just here to kick you
down your dusty path.

sun shine on fingertips
ready to be smeared
"please paint me as the
Golden God, caricaturist"

we're just trying to throw
you against a wall
finding out if you're of glass
or if you're a bouncy-ball.

Tell the ocean it's not made for you
all it's waves mean nothing as you're passing by
Tell the ocean it's not made for you
Tell the ocean. (Oh, I beg you.) Try, try, try.

Words and birds and baby turtles try, try, try
finding all their truths as they lay down to die
it's only sick and twisted if you hold on too tight
keeping their spirits from taking The Flight

"Stop braiding your hair with my kisses,"
says the morning sun
"I've got places to go."

"Come, follow me" says a rainbow
two states away
(something tells you that pill
might have been laced)

Tell the ocean it's not made for you
all it's waves mean nothing as you're passing by
Tell the ocean it's not made for you
Tell the ocean. (Oh, I beg you.) Try, try, try.

"We can walk on water
if you're feeling blasphemous"
(why are you listening to mosquitos?)
"you could lay down on a cross
and i'll play the soldier"
(he's just looking for a meal.)

"I think you've got a deal(er)"
"I love to be the deal(er)"

God this life is so silly
when you're seeing two's
freaking out 'cuz your shadow's
been chasing you.

Tell the ocean it's not made for you
all it's waves mean nothing as you're passing by
Tell the ocean it's not made for you
Tell the ocean. (Oh, I beg you.) Try, try, try.

lolololol but then he got butthurt and washed it all off. Jerk. So the movie is delayed until I am back from my trip. (Yes, I should be sleeping--we're waking up early! But alas, I am not. !!)

these words will lack any season
that I probably should sprinkle
through useless adjectives.

the entire world is just the same
through every minute that
passes probing
the hand of the next
paper person.

there's always the occasional person
who's spent too many minutes reading
and even more minutes memorizing
words to paint their intellect.

you want, for all that is good and holy,
to shove some spirit into their vacant eyes.

a million words can describe any idea
but if that idea you can't create,
you're not fooling anybody.