linear.

waking up
feeling like an ant
strut to work,
amongst a long line
the cityscapes
the city scrapes..
with sunken cheeks
sleepless eyes,
tired next to sleep,
standing
on a train
going far from home..
the destination is long.

ingest a stimulant
hence your eyelids torn
wide open
does not
the airconditioner make you quiver,
a false breeze makes you alter
god
guts
the cool make goosebumps,
and your belly churns loudly;
time for lunch.
feel maybe
then you can scream.
what a day will it be
to see that grin fade away,
its never a good morning;
long it is
ever to say goodbye
to this..
the phone rings
again i hear it like its air.

everywhere its blank,
the habit here is ethereal,
a house for us to pave honey..
at least it pays well;
time and tide
staring through flourescent lights,
sitting here in this chair,
at least i'm not sweating,
though no one's arms
to fall into
at least.. at least..
i know i'll save it the burden,
next drink should be earlier friday..

outside
looking up,
you look bitter,
all those clouds
are dustballs
blocking sundried oilskin.
the cityscapes
the city scrapes..
with sunken cheeks
sleepless eyes,
tired next to sleep,
5:00 pm rush
the road is like my bloodstream,
standing
on a train
far from home..

the destination is very long.
and staring at that billboard
does
remind
you were away..
and i cant be alone without you

reward.

sunrise was
the night willed never over
are you hungry
i have thirsted
hungry you tear me back,
cant sleep without seeing you move
cannot be finished
til you tell me never.

when your soul is so pure
is it
preying,
as lascivious,
this what we should do.
do not
despair if it is
lie

both deliquesced
i dont want to miss what i see
your face.
i will not
not listen to the beat,
you try to muster singing

this

i would
lose control of lessons,
take a nap as it was birthed with me..
i must be doing something good

having

it felt like it too,
try and not sleep the night away with it.
rather not waste whatever.

mean.

have you read
right to left?
moved by the sight,
music
sung so atuned,
that no one
is looking right back at you.

listen

be it that,
feeling slight.
it is heavy.
and you forgot
are you sleeping
or still occupied

calm and deep.
your answer is yours only,
shall you keep?
share the air
count some luck,
have you to forget.

or
did you
just discard
your mind
be
so free,
so alive
meaning is for beauty...

this isn't it


so happy.

of.

cannot this be
without the next
depressant.
help me reach
bloodletting the skies
what for so long
defied
i see the acid colors shine.

these cigarettes
occupy what is between us,
might hours pass
fires my bed unlike
waking next to no one,
and this be my chance;
to fight,
to fuck,
to lose love,
to beautify,
to breathe,
at it again..
i know you were with me.
now lay beside us wicked,
bleached like bathroom tiles
what could possibly be?
you then whispered in my ear
i listened,
but with you so close to me,
i vow it be perfect..
be of submission,
no one can, not ever but me.

the need wants me
and holding you serenely,
keeps me silent..
i won't budge
won't leave you woes.
these pills never too much.
lights out,
oh the dark compels;
an embrace
even feathered pillows
wouldnt compare comfort..