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I have no more love to give

Filled with dirt and stone my steady descent into this madness rivals the
process one takes to assume the role of a sociopath
Suicidal my emotions I, can't connect
Stereotypical backstory of broken homes and lack of direction Mum you are always at work
and
when I say 'I love you', the door has already slammed bye bye bye
by the time you return I'm sleep
Another day dissolved with missed opportunity to learn how to grow
Not only alone but with another or others or everyone, so I know why I'm shy
I learned how to tie my shoes when I was 14
Up to that point I tucked them in and go
Little things I've learned
Broken promises have reflected the environment

Maybe 8 years ago, I'd know

I don't know why you like me
No bone to throw, here's a shovel
So when you hold my hand make sure I'm there
and
not my representative
She wraps the world in a bow and presents it with glee unseen to my eyes before
She digs me
Finding only dirt and stone, I try to tie the laces of your intentions with my own
Come close so close bunny ears, we go

Unravel as we take a step
Who's handicapped? What a drag as you continue to hold my hand
This is who you are
For the moment
And when I get up and get my shit straight and try not to mistake what I have with what I hate I can say,
'I love you' feeling the tinge of pain, a thought misguided as it re-routes my neural layout
This isn't a textbook definition
As Eve discovered her body bare,
I too find your meaning in a forbidden core

I'll put up more than I got to bet, goddammit I'll even go into debt
My thesis?
So look miss, I've seen how the soul makes everything complete,
animating willingly a....well
I've, missed my heart, composed of good memories
The body is just a vessel harboring the latter two, so
I can do away with it
Every man is happy until happiness is a goal
Sporadic
Impaled on the tusks of impatience/unprepared
At least I'm not a bore


Juice shared tastes yellow, no more grey
A subtle kiss causes a scene
Still hate most people on this reality

Yet not you
Even when it's your back I'm faced with
True
Filling up alive
'I love you', as the knob sets.




Later Days, Longer Nights

I feel way too good for this to be the end

My Mum Asked If I Met Anyone

The hungry personification of passion and pain

At times, I can keep the two separate

I’m either a vampire draining your supply

Taking what I want from your heart

Because immortality doesn’t have to mean

Dying anymore

We can live forever

Long as I can waste your time

In this happy house

My word is bond

So it’s a promise when I say

You are not my world

Convert

Another werewolf ripping your throat

Out with my teeth

Tame Impala’s playing out the back

So you let it happen to feel in tune with this enveloping chaos of touch, taste, maybe some tongue

I’m anybody but me

Nervous to the prospect of letting you reside where everyone else died

A graveyard, a holocaust, a legion of hidden affection

Covered under

The world that never was

Heroine, your tongue or love sharp as Excalibur in my expectations

I hear you I swear I hear you More than most before

Dear Jane, you can earn better

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Later Days, Longer Nights

Difficult

And being who your god intended
You're fabulously naked
Of intelligent animal descent
Stripping to the cannibal glow
It's kind of like incest since they're slightly related
Where everyone gets to touch each other
One blast of an emotional orgy
So then commences the main event
You'll be more open
After a few rounds of sedatives
Hope, and all your demons in one formal affair
You've invited regret, shame, love, envy
What you're writing
Really it's a cocktail party
Dress it in fancy words to match the noble cause
Round up all your empathy
Only the CEO is needed
Tell your representative to take the night off
Still do it
It's not the "cool" or easiest thing to do
First, take off your mask
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This is how I write my poems
But when you read it from top to bottom
Read it from bottom to top after

Later Days, Longer Nights

My Birthday Cake

On my birthday cake
There's 23 candles
All brightly lit
I'm lit

So when I blow them all out
I almost forget
No one out here has it figured out

These candlesticks hold la flame
Burning too briefly

I'm amazed at the energy I get
When I'm committed to doing stupid shit
Because maybe I got it right

I only know in the moment
Acting on impulse is truly a gift

The cake's not important
It's these candlesticks

Each one embodying another year defeated
Until something takes me under
So I'm suppose to live in the moment
Not worrying about if my mum likes the icing
Or
How big the slice comes out
Or
Chocolate or Vanilla

When I sleep, it'll be bright

Later Days, Longer Nights

God is a woman, too (The Poem)

A thousand galaxies have died in your eyes, wait
That was too intense

Dark brown hair
Like cocoa beans in Summer's hands

We talk everyday about mozzarella sticks
& our future living room

Random things
Day trips

You make me smile
You piss me off

You make me regret
But I love you for making me forget

There's a wine stain on my shirt
Your Xanax ingested

This got dark really quick

Our chemical romance
Makes every step a slow dance

I'm stepping out that door
Into a world

Where you can fake it
And

Time flows like an ocean
Not a water hose

I can't surf already
But you don't mind

Later Days, Longer Nights