words by dominic riccitello

Nov 24, 2013

it’ll be alright

i’ve loved a lot of people
that doesn’t make me a bad person
it doesn’t make me an angel, that’s most certain
it’s like living in a circus and you’re an orphan
you want this attention, looking in every direction
essentially a pension, you have no intention
yet it arrives and the first sentence
you never learned your lesson
you never struck vengeance
your loves presense, it’s endless
it has no vendetta
the engine runs free
there’s no suspension
the seven before, they’re a legend
they live in essence
no evanescence
antidepressants can’t lessen the crescents
they left behind from the other night
but remember, you’ll be alright
it’ll be bright
the height might contrite
but i promise
you’ll be alright
Nov 24, 2013

so beautiful you’ll die

looks fade
beauty fades
which is why it’s irrelevant
is that being a pessimist
your feelings, they’re rather delicate
it’s quite evident
your mind’s the only thing relevant
it’s exquisite and elegant
it’s definite
i love intelligence
it’s prevalent
i feel you, standing eminent
i’ll love you, i’ll show you
you don’t know affectionate
play receptionist
i’ll be the specialist
i’ll give you all the benefits
you’re going to die
now watch my eye
just comply
look up
blue sky
don’t cry
apple pie
Nov 23, 2013

comfort zone

this zone, it’s comfortable
i don’t know anything else
i don’t trust anything else
this bubble, if i let go, i’ll show vulnerable
anything’s capable, i’ll be in trouble
the couple, they’ll chuckle
the puddle, it’ll crumble
all i’ll want to do is cuddle
i know what’ll happen, i’ll buckle and i’ll bundle
those knuckles, they’ll strike
i won’t be fine
it’ll all be because i let go
you don’t even know
the snow, it’ll grow
i’ll end up froze
somewhere i don’t know
and it’ll all be because
i let go
you don’t even know…
Nov 23, 2013

looks

essentially a six, a thousand in my eyes
allies of the night, in your disguise
chastise, i need to hear it from someone wise
the cries hover like flies in the night sky
my prize with thick thighs
the demon, i watch rise
i spy, i cry, i die, but eventually i rise
and the thousand, it’s still in my eyes
not sure why, july
Nov 22, 2013

death bed

the red blanket, it was your casket
the last few, you lived in another planet
i stood with my hands in my pockets, wondering
the thoughts were thundering
your soul was getting ready to rocket
i’m not a prophet, but death was the only option
sat there, looked at you, unconcious
looked with caution, you’ll never be forgotten
i know these things happen, people go and become absent
we’re only atoms, your soul ends up in a remote cabin
there may be dragons, but you’ll find a balance
we begin to sadden, but it’s okay
‘cause i know life is a challange
and i know damage, i’ve been savage
so i look back, remember your talent
remember there was no baggage, we were never passive
i’ll occasionally remember your habits, laugh and imagine
you were never heartless and you loved me even at my hardest
when i suffered through the darkness
never wordless and told me these things happen
you need to take chances, don’t abandon
because you have passion, my bandit
Nov 22, 2013

i do not

I DO NOT HATE YOU
I DO NOT REGRET YOU
I DO NOT HOPE THE WORST FOR YOU
I DO NOT WANT TO KILL YOU
I DO NOT WANT TO HIT YOU
I DO NOT WANT BAD FOR YOU
my all american, i just wish i had
Nov 21, 2013

if dreaming were easy

i don’t blame it all on you
i don’t claim it was entirely you
all i do is proclaim that i love you
it was a fair game, i should have listened
should have seen the flame diminish
but all i saw was the aura glisten as i became twisted
imprisoned i stood, it was a new condition
i commissioned as i partitioned myself into you
but you shouldn’t have stiffened and went missing
told me you were busy in some city
it was convincing, here i am reminiscing
i’m rather too forgiving
all i do is miss us kissing
i guess i’ll see you when i’m dreaming
my eyes will be gleaming
it’ll be pleasing
Nov 21, 2013

contortion from a businessperson

“you have 5 minutes”
was this business, did i push your limits?
are you looking for quickness, a mistress?
where’s your interest?
your face liked my kisses, this should be forbidden
is there something hidden, something unwritten?
is there something stricken, do you have a sickness?
you acted smitten, we had rhythm
standing in the kitchen, leaning over the fridge
no one around to witness, just listen…
the experience, it came with wisdom
the brilliance, there went my nervous system
was this relationship lip service
gained so much courage, sat in a furance
a normal person, i was ever so certain
but it seems you lead me around a circus
all on purpose, there was no surface
you never even called the curtain
you left me so uncertain
i always felt like i was a burden
i guess there was a version of you i didn’t know
you simply lived in first person, i in second
i ran around in circles, let’s call it contortion
thank you, my businessperson
Nov 20, 2013

100

don’t judge me if you see me crying
‘cause you don’t know what it feels like to be dying
this heart, it’s trying, this soul, it’s frying
these eyes, they’re lying, this life, it’s flying
it’s temporary and these memories, they’re accessories
i’m not looking for the directory, to follow the trajectory
this century, it’s like living in a penitentiary, constant treachery
and for us to be, it’s not easy, the exemplary
it’s supplementary because i’ve seen things that aren’t meant to be
living by example, it’s amble, but every once in a while
you take a gamble and you might lose it all, living in shambles
but at least you took a chance and sampled
instead of living by an example
Nov 20, 2013

prior to asphyxiation

i talk about you all the time, wherever i go
this climb, it gets old and i know it’s wrong
but i go days without you, dates without you
but you’re always there, you’re all i think about
your morning routine, how you are, what you’re doing
how you move, the way you walk, the way you talk
the most insane situations play through my head
i think about how i became… this day, this strain, it drains
and then about how obsessed i become with people
i never would have guessed that i’d ride this quest
so i pull out my passport, but i remember it has a rapport with the door
it begins to feel like a chore, you, the one i adore
i get stuck in my memories and i see you in people, becoming rather feeble
so i turn up the volume on my tv so i don’t get lost in my thoughts
but you still seem to fly across, as i sleep, i turn on white noise
and take ambien because i start to hyperventilate
and all i’m looking for is to be able to alienate
before i asphyxiate