thrown overboard into an eagles nest
a night aloud.
I think I forgot how to rest
just put my heart into everything Ive found.
my guardian angel is a chubby,
floppy haired mexican kid
smoking blunts in an old pair of
shoes I gave him...reminding me to never give in...or up
all these rails got my nose runnin
my teeth look whiter due to all the blood bubbling
and for once I believe everythings gonna be O.K.
that my life wont be on the front...that this isnt the last jump
a first step really...a late leap
right before a long brunch
with the woman I love
and the stars still hovering silently,quietly above
I feel the hum of the universe
the alignments in play
I see the scope of the algorithims
and all the parts seem wasted.
I hope this isnt a plee
but a system without a basis in reality
somthing that works for me
chaos in this so called conformity
I am divinity
evil & good in contained space
I am masculine...I am feminine
the light & darkness which prays
I prey on those weak of heart
as if I had anything to say
just as my studies day after day
just to clarify
I have never had clarity
just muddy portraits of dreams
peices of peace I wish to breed...reems of paper bookmarked with lost hair...broken teeth
maybe Ill never need again
all of earths provisions redeemed for me
"when did you start thinking like a loser?"
the first time I started to win...like some sort of belief