look

my brain is cracked
im oozing thoughts like a rabid
beast
the cloud coverage is expansive
& discret
the night breathes betweens moments of peace
in this
sleep
IM ALIVE
my mind soars sky high...and in my dreams is where the energy has reached

its zenith

now.

I

sit and watch the lights of the city flicker in
time.

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In my meditation I stare directly into your eyes
theres no sounds in my head
and for a moment
my souls calm.

If I were to be fed
milestones and guidelines
then like the rest
I would be led.

its been said
time and again
that truth
comes with a slide of hand.

and Im privies to that
so my actions
are
met

with alternate time lines
and the way things
i would have liked
for them to have been.

I feel at ease
to know
you
exist.

MANIFEST DETREMENT

random acts of vandalism
got me caught up in energy scandals
dreams of pyramids engulfed in technicolor prisims
feeling devanaire...
decompressing in random altitudes..
money wise scare

SPIRITUALLY A BEHEMOTH.

I just need some time to ramble
dabble in the good life...align my idiosyncrasies
smile in the moons eyes..
the one with miles to hike
the one with smiles from a mermaid who lives in ohio
(not to be exact)
with her hair golden threads of sunshine.

my spine

is my affair
take time to bare with us
fair natured children
driving a mental school bus

FURTHUR

I travel
but theres only friends and rat dogs this summer..
bummer for my brothers who still cant figure out which crowd they belong in...
I on the other hand...just feel the need to be as close to omnipresent as i can get...

its one of my many gifts...

I guess more so...Im manifesting it

youngin'

these teeth clinch..straining every tear dry
its clear who I am in most eyes..
and thats fine.
fly by night,
childhood died...
I'll accept the role of the bad guy...
if it means I get to hold onto my own life..
I reap the benifits of this wide open third eye
my skull is crystalized
my spirit is crushed
so I snort the remnients of this ancient love..dust myself off
and see the powder that covers this universe.
theres writing on the wall...and its a sign to why I sit and cry in the middle of this california king size...
you can never have it all...
young man...so choose wisely...
its these next few hours that will define
thee

WHIP

FETCH.
the sounds reverberate threw out this hollow chest
blessed...
a breath of fresh air...a hammer to my solar plex..
effective...regretfully..
but all my family members are feds ( or trying to be)
...so Im resurrecting
that stitched mouth reprimanded
single syllabus firing.
keeping my timing to critical minimal s while sipping this stream.
conscience...i feel as though im asleep
conveniently destroying all I seek.
so as we pow wow over trees
I whisper:
"I think im feeling."

these eclectic tastes have me in a phase
I want to dance in every mind I face
but my place is among the stars...I dare say...
why must you treat me like municipal waste...
these dreams are no facade
and Ive come so far...but you see the scars
and I cant blame you for it.

eh

I'd like to say things havent changed
but as I watch the sway of the lake,
I understand
nothing can stay the same.
you infect my brain in the most glorious way
...I lay awake and
in pain...
Im always running away..
to find a lay..
or my place..
when in reality it was in your arms...I dare to say..
I was dared to stay...and I know things wont be the same
and Ill run back teary eyed and we'll share our tales
and pick each others brains.
so quiet
paitent
we wait
but even as I sweat it out on valentines day
I hear your heart in every step I take

strange.