Monday, October 14, 2013

GREEN SAUCE

we like that extra spicy feeling that makes us cry -
tears of pain and makes our noses drip. 
that extra green sauce on the side
in case we are soon to forget.

you promise yourself you'll never do this again,
and find yourself in the same exact position.
it's all so familiar.
these feelings aren't foreign anymore,
and these situations aren't dreams.
alcoholic relationships never work out.
it starts with a lie and ends with another lonely drink at the bar
hopelessly eye fucking your potential life partner.
but what has this life become?
shitty dance floors equal shitty relations?
this record player is always skipping a damn beat
and my feet aren't too tired just yet.
we feel it all and nothing more when our vision is blurry.
love wraps its hands around your waist and plants a kiss on your collarbone.
mmm that sweet aroma it leaves behind, euphoric!
another beautiful night to leave our not so beautiful lives behind.


we like that extra spicy feeling that makes us cry -
tears of pain and makes our noses drip. 
that extra green sauce on the side
in case we are soon to forget.

:::VOMITS:::

you've done it again 
and you're pretty sure it wasn't you.
why does it hurt to be so young and beautiful?
why are these mirrors full of god forbidden lies?
this beautiful girl is full of shit. 
full of the crap she ingests from impaired judgement.
she gets it. she always has.
there is no need to go above and beyond to make her feel unworthy.
her worth was left on a bar stool 
and being sober isn't fun.


we like that extra spicy feeling that makes us cry -
tears of pain and makes our noses drip. 
that extra green sauce on the side
in case we are soon to forget.

Friday, June 28, 2013

sitting and pondering all the energy i've manifested into my world and my being. constantly questioning purpose and existence. vessels with souls walking around this realm miserably misguided and confused. the voids we're trying to fill are bottomless pits of infinite ego trips. you see i see scenarios in all sorts of places and faced it. face it, you must face it. we feel sorry for ourselves. times are changing and we're in direct connection with all that's a reflection of the formless affection. 

infections cause and effect us
deflect us and permanently disconnect us
with the truth and the creator
be thy savior
jehovah bless the masses behavior

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

lost for words.


too many moments of silence. my lips are crazy glued together and i pray not forever. lost for words. trillions of word combinations dwindling and rotting around in my cranium. how do you do today? kill them all. please kill these ego tripping distractions. 

lost for words.

literal, not fiction

this friction between us and our 'selfs' 
is cutting holes between our lives.

lost for words
lost four words

is it i that hates and loves?
non sense, the ego is potent
in it's destruction.

save i from i. 

Sunday, February 17, 2013

heading in direction
of flamboyant affection
emotional conquistadors
shoving through these walls
of hidden fantasies
ripples crashing into thee
curled into fetal position
squeezing tight 
trusting intuition
or failing foreseen mystical lover(s)
loving one another
from a distant
can't resist this
fluctuating misplacement
still holding on to the unknown
hearts are water balloons
exploding in chest
no lock, no key
their story is undressed.



Wednesday, January 2, 2013

the older you get...the less you have.