she's the only nap
i can wake up from to find
myself just as tired.

is the best part of
dodging a bullet the dodging,
or in not having been shot?

Life is cemented,
my mind is stagnant watching
things falling apart.

Echoing through, the
silence kills the noise but leaves
no story to tell.

summer heat melting
tire tread from tire putting the
road's pain in my back.

The look in his eyes
share the same desperation...
captain, Titanic.

Clock.

Every morning and
every night, it tells me things
I don't want to hear.

two thousand and eight.
the year we all became "the
michael phelps of sperm."

sun rises and sets
without you thinking about
sun rising, setting.

Either go to work
or suffer from headaches and
"one, two, six, six, six"

the rain comes and goes.
so does the power and the
love, and the mistrust.

It's not a cut if
it goes into a hole that
is already there.

if i can't change my
life, maybe I can change my
location instead.

Tea for one, a book,
and rainfall. I imagine
you doing the same.

i can feel the wind
but i couldn't tell you where
it's blowing or why.

Fell asleep to the
sound of the dark side, woke to
monkberry moon delight.

brother's thirty-nine.
why do i feel that reflects
on the age i feel?

Are you listening
or are you just waiting for
your next chance to talk?

we were cheaters once, and young

it's getting harder
for me to criticize others
for things i have done.

His life is worth living.

going out tonight
to find confidence, esteem,
a reason to live.