Friday, November 27, 2009

A love affair that lasts forever

I'm sorry if I haven't made it clear that I want you more than anything else in this world.

You're all.
I would give you my everything,
darling.

I wasn't afraid to get involved,
and haven't had a second though about you.
You set it all in motion,
from the pool balls to the vitalization.

I need you more than I could scribble down.

How much could one human admire another?
I've been figuring it out.
You're figure sends shivers down my spine.

I still feel lucky just to kiss you.

I wish you understood the feeling
I get feeling your touch.
It's like a rush of the spirit,
crushing me in fire.

I'm broken for you.
I won't try to deceive you with false reconstructions.
I know you'll always be able to love me for who I am.

I love you.
I couldn't imagine being
with anyone else.
I feel you in myself.

I'm just some skinny kid in jeans,
with a notebook she gave me,
a pen, and these lines.

I hope you see my sincerity.

You've given me the greatest gift of my life,
and I feel like this wont be the last time
I tell you that.

I wan't your name to be mine.
Kids with your eyes, and your smile.(2 dogs)
I wan't to live what I can't write with a pen.

It feels more amazing than words can describe.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Shakespeare

Words are vacant constructions of a lacking language.

I've been debating my legitimacy as a writer lately,
but now I realize it is just a larger frustration
with the impotence of expression.

Conversations oftentimes feel like two lane highways,
along which vain vehicles of vernacular
attempt to convey intrinsic misinterpretations.

from now on
I may speak in terms
that will be misunderstood,

good.

from the poverty of pauperism
arises the fool
capable of tricking the world into thinking...

thoughtlessness

the essence of comic relief
lies in it's tragic framing.
I've learned to laugh at the gloom

only when one learns to live as two
can the vestigial structures
be cut
loose

master your reality
or let it enslave you,
but don't expect any-one
to save you

savor the salt of cured wounds