Un_Lcuky Numbers

Never the 

Lucky Ones 

23 34 1 52 8.. 9 4

Nothing at all To do with Elle

Drills Holes Into the Sides Where trust should Come into Play Yet I told them I was not There In that place Yes physically I was but The mind May Wander when No one IS Looking Constantly I Have not Seen Where I Was going Then IT was all Gone Seeping Out Drop By Drop Into the DEEP of the Pit Without A bottom A Bullet Chased me Down When I was Meant To Drown, The Dialogue suffers When the Character has NO Ground to stand on Rather Trodden in The Marsh Unaware that They are Sinking. Love Has very Little if anything AT all to Do with It. 

Does need be?

there was something New 

Something untold 

they spoke in shrieking 

Whispers 

I loved you. when 

there was time 

then It was all Gobbled 

up with greedy 

Licking tongues. 

they devour the thought 

Devour the mind 

Mind that I never knew 

But Now. I think 

That once you Knew 

sing the little Ashen days 

Into A dusting. tray

scratching nerves keep tender

Dreams harking late Nights 

into seeping dawns 

I had You when. you Gave

time to trace the Craven 

clouds into Ticking holes 

they Scream in the nights when 

Sunlight shuts up Her eyes. 

Chasing me into the Grave

Not sure where it went.

I wrote a new poem the other day while riding on the bus.
But now I am not sure where it went. So instead, you get this.

That is all. 

Woof.

Mildly, Unstably, Yours!

I love you! 

    I love you, love you! 

Luv you!

   I love you! hey, 

wait... Where did you go?

Hello? 

    Damn-it, why do you always

run away when I am talking...

Did you eat that?

Penetrate

Violate

Ruminate

Illustrate

Gravitate

Confiscate

Elutriate

Prostrate

Dedicate

Fixate

Urinate

Abdicate

Berate

Frustrate

Immediate

Frigate

Lacerate

Wait that’s not what I ate…  

It bothers you, doesn't it?

that this 

is not 

really a 

poem 

at all... 

Smile. 

It's good 

for 

you. 

Can't Sleep

Talk at me,  

Baby. 

Have a Nice Day.

If I asked
   Would you run away with me?

If I told you
    I would run away with you...

What, you don't?
     Oh, right. Okay sorry.

My mistake
     I thought I was speaking to someone else.

Have a nice day.

Catch Me

I am waiting...
Come out and find me...

I am waiting.

Et tu?

Count them 

Sorrow controls 

Wishing Them 

Possession steers 

Devours them 

Remittance kills 

Placing Them 

Paraclete comforts 

Stalling them 

Careless loves 

Count them   

Terrible minds 

Stealing Them 

Frozen blow-backs 

Minding them 

Serpentum labors 

Count Them. 

Undone by DONNE...

Donne, you have
undone, John you
Have done me in,
Oh Donne, the Juan
of Metaphysical
wit, UnDonne...
Damn you John Donne.
So much not writ,
Yet still here I sit...
Undone by Donne.

Song for you.

I wrote a song for you.
But I cannot sing, so
you'll just have to take my word
that it is really nice.
I hope you like the song
I wrote for you, even
though you will never hear it.

That is all I had to say, so
have a nice day.

Never Never land?

Ego bruised...
Holding on a fake smile,
thought one thing
then felt a cold
slap in the face...
thanks
reality.

P.S.
You suck.

Tomato Soup and Oh yeah.... FUCK YOU!

There I was 

Eating my tomato soup 

Yum yum 

Then you came by, 

I thought it was to fix 

What you didn't do.

But no, you

Just sat there smug 

And spit in my soup. 

FUCK YOU!  

Strangers

Some days
You miss
The idea of somebody.

Who does not
Really exist,
Only they might.

You just
Do not know them.

Epic Poem... Almost but not really.

I set out to write an Epic Poem 

So that I could show 'em 

That I took my writing with Pride 

Yet then again I may have lied 

The truth is I am too lazy to keep going 

so thats all that was worth showing. 

Yep not all that Epic really. 

If you were looking for metaphors 

Please refer to someone who really cares. 

Trailing

Wait for me

I make account

We found the stream

Constant without care

My eye cannot follow my Hand

A Reviving Infusion

Forgive me for my

An instrument need call

You thought, I have known

Say what this means to

You're not listening...

5x5

Dancing in circles
Surrounded by my books
In my 5x5 apartment.