LIKE youth so soft and preciously gentle and full of truth.

Like songs of
abstract chords and missing teeth (by dreams) tongue roaming

for space
to find; as hearts so do.  The teeth of roaming dogs bite my

heels
but the soul is a hallway listening to those weak words i

drip upon pages

Emotions like tears
confusion as Jesus
that lets Judas kill

(my) blood and must not   spill

so stupid so entertained by high
and low an albino //hallway
echo]] a kiss of my telling
say, my mind never ignores
how people tell me i look terrible
got a screw eating wood so old
all blasphemy “ eats me.

And when my intellect lies in
all the halls of fame i think
of band music playing outside
inside of me. I got no background
got now files so zero so all alone

So never say (this is a story based
on a story so full of lies) don’t
say my mind ignores this soul;
it was what they said yesterday
in a conversation in a coffee cafe.

:: 03-26-2016 ::

WE;re such a
perfect day
kissing in a
park watching
those that watch
us in a zoo
Oh! it’s such a
perfect day
spending my sands
with you and watching
sand fall in our
heart-shaped souls.
Oh, such a perfect
day and so glad i
spent it with you
the skies and wind
the green and skin
the lips and passion
making me wish i should
never awaken.

:: 03-25-2016 ::