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  • Nov 27, 2013

    short words from an alcoholic

    kiss my ass
    lick the grass
    feed my sass
    lemme harass
    pass my glass
    since you’re working class

  • Nov 27, 2013

    a first date

    our first date, some restaurant
    i can’t remember the name
    but i remember everything
    your face, the names
    every mention you made
    how we walked across to the bar
    i broke a glass on the table
    i probably looked unstable
    thought i’d never hear
    i wish it was all clear
    instead it was sheer
    maybe another year, my dear

  • Nov 27, 2013

    what’s dignity

    dignity, maybe i don’t have any
    this city, it’s pretty but everyone pities
    so gritty, there’s no chivalry
    i live in bigotry, nothing ever runs blissfully
    and my innocence, it’s instantly living in sympathy
    looking back, looking for a remedy
    remembering royalty, but my mind, it lives willowy
    the symphony plays, i can feel the harmony
    a few enemies, i know there’s no destiny
    i know this is history and everyone loves differently
    eventually a family, i’ll look back remembering vividly
    the state you left me in, ever so timidly
    remembering reality, your capability
    the simplicity, the love, it was unconditionally
    the validity, it ran sufficiently
    my mind ran rapidly and i loved you religiously
    but looking back, i lived so miserably
    thinking about you constantly and wondering wishfully
    i hope you find peace and realize i love you
    and i’ll never be your enemy
    no matter how bad you treated me

  • Nov 27, 2013

    october 10

    its been a month, guess we lost touch
    the tenth, your birthday
    i found a way to preoccupy my time
    didn’t really wanna modify, but i knew how i would’ve spent
    you, as a creature, couldn’t personify how i felt
    the way i dealt, maybe wasn’t the most appropriate
    but honey, i ain’t a soviet, i couldn’t get you to negotiate
    all i could get you to do was disassociate
    sorry, i’m running late
    i have a date

  • Nov 26, 2013

    your mouth

    your mouth tastes like a few ago
    i don’t know, i let go
    it was so-so, no longer in escrow
    although i’ll always feel for them, so
    let go of control only to know the unknown
    i sit alone, somewhere in idaho, maybe buffalo… or mexico
    but your mouth tastes like something i used to know
    i don’t know, i want something new
    not snow, not another show
    a new hello

  • Nov 26, 2013

    lost but never found

    walking down a lonely road, i look back
    just because i’m lost doesn’t mean i want you to find me
    yelling to me, you tell me there’s no cost
    but the feeling, this is embossed
    the pressure, it’s not soft
    you trickle your feather and i wonder whether
    you ever find something better
    looking back, telling me to remember
    the treasure, it’s as rare as a transgender
    trying to find their way like it’s clear weather
    i take off my sweater, i walk further
    write you a letter, tell you i’m no longer bitter
    but things never seem to get better
    i miss you and that’s no error
    days will pass and maybe
    i’ll think of you lesser and lesser

  • Nov 25, 2013

    heart on the altar

    don’t wanna fuck, just testing the waters
    don’t want to slaughter, your heart on the altar
    it’s an honor, but i’m not a robber
    let’s do this proper because i’m unsure
    i don’t want you to endure something obscure
    i want to assure, want you to be secure
    i’ve been there, it was a wild detour
    some entrepreneur, i’m gonna hand you a brochure
    so you know what i’m about, so you don’t doubt
    there’s no drought and i never back out
    i just don’t want to burn out in a small amount
    so are you down for the count
    i hope to keep you around
    at least for a round

  • Nov 25, 2013

    beauty

    beauty defined as something else
    most were blind but it was all in the mind
    you filled my wants and needs
    and that was beauty, truly
    people’s ideas are gloomy
    they hold cruelty and superficiality
    everybody wants a movie
    they look beyond because they’re choosy
    they’ll end up lonely instead of living boldly
    nothing seems cozy and they live quite coldly
    slowly, they’ll realize looks are phony
    and all they wanted was something showy
    but they’ll never realize homely
    because their hearts are rather bony

  • Nov 25, 2013

    looking in the red lights

    red light shining down
    the dancers move
    i look around for you
    this town ain’t enough
    i watch, this is rough
    the dancers, they’re showing skin
    did you rescind
    the lights stay dimmed
    i’ll stay pinned
    i wait for you, my baby wind

  • Nov 25, 2013

    no eyes

    creation of happiness, it’s a business
    an illness, you can’t even witness
    every christmas, you wish, you’ve had enough
    but what’s not a given
    you don’t realize you’re happy until you’re sad
    it takes a goodbye to realize
    real happiness hypnotizes
    you don’t sympathize until you see without eyes
    you must visualize before your eyes victimize

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