They call it chasing the dragon
Those addicted to drugs
But what do you call it
When you're addicted to love?
Those tingling sensations
Butterflies and temptations
Because baby you
You get me so high
The way I feel
Like its the first time
Sunday, October 29, 2017
Gabby
Monday, October 16, 2017
Fuego
There's a fire that dances
Whimsical and true
Encased in flesh
Quite beautiful
The flames burst from brown
Wide open in white
Everything she touches
Burst forth with life
Tempered by heart
Twice as warm as the flames
But raging with vitality
That nothing can tame
I gazed into this fire
Amazed with wonder
I danced to her tune
I felt the hunger
Laid open and bare
The fires consume
But I'd turn to ash with her
And smile in the plumes
Wednesday, July 12, 2017
I'm starving
But I feel shame
I want to feed
But it's against the game
The rules made up
Everyone follows
When I ask for a bite
It's hard to swallow
I would rather ache
I would rather wither
Than to cause you discomfort
Even for a minute
I will hunger
I will thirst
And never ask more
The problem is me
No one can satiate
Time is fleeting
But too expensive
Spend a moment
I will pay with love
But I feel shame
I want to feed
But it's against the game
The rules made up
Everyone follows
When I ask for a bite
It's hard to swallow
I would rather ache
I would rather wither
Than to cause you discomfort
Even for a minute
I will hunger
I will thirst
And never ask more
The problem is me
No one can satiate
Time is fleeting
But too expensive
Spend a moment
I will pay with love
Thursday, July 6, 2017
Friday, June 30, 2017
Brain Squeeze
Milk my mind for creative juices
Take a sip and be inebriated
Stumble and walk
Stutter and talk
Be transported
Your mind in another world
While your body falls short
And again
You're a cereal monogamist
Forking tongues over breakfast
You take every bite
Not noticing the milk is sour
Saturday, May 13, 2017
Register
Let me register
Mechanical or electronic
Make motions
Or Fire synapses
Cause I'm about to cash out.
Thursday, April 20, 2017
Tuesday, March 7, 2017
Fire
They say the globe is warmin
Is that because I'm too hot?
You better check the forecast
Cause im about to blow up
180 degrees
Like you just turned around
Starting fires for fun
Burning holes in the ground
I got a magnifying glass
I'll fucking light up your ass
Pass the past too fast
Spit on the flames as I bask
As the mound turns to ash
Nothing of you remains
I'll stomp the earth with my boot
Smearing, spreading your brain
That's the only way you'll copulate
Mind fucking the dirt
I'll castrate you with words
Emasculate with my rhymes
But you wouldn't understand
You're too simple a mind
You're a fucking joke of a prick
I'm an intellectual goldmine
If you want see a real dick
Then get down and choke on mine
Is that because I'm too hot?
You better check the forecast
Cause im about to blow up
180 degrees
Like you just turned around
Starting fires for fun
Burning holes in the ground
I got a magnifying glass
I'll fucking light up your ass
Pass the past too fast
Spit on the flames as I bask
As the mound turns to ash
Nothing of you remains
I'll stomp the earth with my boot
Smearing, spreading your brain
That's the only way you'll copulate
Mind fucking the dirt
I'll castrate you with words
Emasculate with my rhymes
But you wouldn't understand
You're too simple a mind
You're a fucking joke of a prick
I'm an intellectual goldmine
If you want see a real dick
Then get down and choke on mine
Saturday, March 4, 2017
Invisible
The eyes pass
Flicker
Don't stare into the sun
I'll burn a hole straight through
Your aversion
Perversion
I might as well be a ghost
Wednesday, March 1, 2017
Shedding Skin
Libate, gyrate with me
Simple motions
Complex moans
Lubricate my soul
The Stains are memories
The frame has marks
The springs buckle
The wood no longer whole
Blurs in the night lite
Four arms
Four legs
Spread cotton and lace
Opiate to my pain
Your touch is numb
It calms my mind
The rush of empty bliss
Simple motions
Complex moans
Lubricate my soul
The Stains are memories
The frame has marks
The springs buckle
The wood no longer whole
Blurs in the night lite
Four arms
Four legs
Spread cotton and lace
Opiate to my pain
Your touch is numb
It calms my mind
The rush of empty bliss
Thursday, January 12, 2017
The Need
Blue cascades
In the long
Long and weary days
The night is mine
The day is lost
The moon my friend
And the sun is gone
It burns slow
With each drag
My fuel is dwindling
Dreaming of sweet kindling
You hold in your hands
Physical perfection
Visions of a face
Lost in direction
No words leave my mind
Of love or lust
I’m not that blind
People burn
People Feed
People are all
Everything that becomes me
Solitude is multitude
Seclusion an illusion
You are here
But never there
I am where
My words are fair
A poison most annoying
Time is our ally
And also our enemy
Your heart and hormones
Destroy all your dignity
In a mass confusion
Head trauma
You see what you want
The future holds for you
A clue so bold
It’s a wonder you don’t see it now
Cradling your heart
Is me
With hands wide open
And my mind in synch
I am the all-forgiving deity
The step that lifts
When you cannot reach
I see the child within you
And the adult that’s bursting out
I see everything you do
Love a word, this could be
Maybe love this is, maybe
Truth and loyalty
Placed before
It yours
Take all that I give
Friend or lover
It matter neither
To all of you
I love
My addiction
So sadistic
Hands and feet
Face and legs
Quench it
And For this I fall
Rapidly plummeting
Trace discrepancy
Codependency
You are my drug
My everything
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