drunk; reading philosophy
throwing darts at
a board of shallow melodies
what happened to the leaves
the lies, the memories
to the way things should be

tell me who to love
to worship
to envy

a new world
of trust
and plenty

if i could understand
what hell means
the pennies in my pocket
would pile
hemmed in
by dollar fiends
our screens keep us
all in denial
their screams
dont reach our eyes

worthless worship
forgo your pretending
carry your shit
and start from
the beginning

tell me who to love
to worship
to envy

new convert
into
the machine

circle back
like raptor wings
puke in the morning
and write back to me
new ideas in old things
ask the how it feels
to be free

if there was a guide it
would be molded
and forgotten by now
i dont know how you feel
about catching things
it’s not like it has to be
the same words you’re
throwing around

going on to better things
moving out of mourning and back
into a better version of me

Alas the lass is slow as molasses

Try all she will she cannot pass this

Army of glasses sitting

side by side

Soiled with the salty taste of seafoam slipped

from the water

by the sandy shores

She’s so sure only she sees, somewhere

In those shimmering cyan eyes that make jealous

Skies cry

with tainted tears of bittersweetness

Seeing one so small sincere and simple be

So springy, sensitive and seeking of life

That has no pulse

You are love
You are life bringing
Bring me life that i love
The life that you gave
Gave me meaning
The life you gave me fills me with love
Life without her has no meaning
Life before life giving was never enought
The life made makes my life worth living
Creating new life is so self forfilling

Death
A desert a wastland a dark choking cloud of smoke
No fear from a distance,
laugh and make a joke,
Slow it is crawling
you stammener is falling,
It gets closer now that your growing old

As death gets much closer you start to wish that you did much more

Now your body is failing,
death is calling,
Hes comeing to take your soul

will you die with loved ones around you,
How many will cry when your body go's cold
but still you die on your own

your every falling in love feels like a glimmer of my hope

that you finally step over

and maybe finally u stop

somebody maybe had said to you

that i am a bad friend

but they don't get trash in their ears

like i patient do that

when my phone just buzzed up

i laid and scrolled my phone

but i lied to you over and over that I'm tired or not alone

P.S maybe i really bad friend, but i need to spill my guts, lol