we are open pores in the universe's face.

cells rusted from your chemistry.
 heartspelt from the moment you left.
down the river we let ourselves out for the fishes to feed.
you've been too busy dying to do the living right.

 A kite float without a string
names of null I'm wearing not but a dirty stone
living under reality rebellion
 too keen to collapse
 she's stretched all her time to death
a missile felt by the left side, shot in the right

 we remember each other as children
 feral sheep in wolves nests.
the thunder our music, rain as our muse

napkin diaries part I

you caught me as i fell so we could fall in all ways.
this is where we swallow our sister's spit
 the night, its all around the light
 all of the silent walks on the window sill
its a signal of simple sin
 a creature so thin she has no shadow
hollow trap.
quarantined and kept
theres only so many splinters you can get before you become the wood.
simmer down young chap
hop over the gap
your heart loves the beat more than the blood
 any way in is as freeing as the outs. all the kisses to lift me
 leave us in the mud we'll swim and sift on through to the next flood.

purity. pure at ease. petals aray, rise up through cement just so the sun can play
 stimulation i miss you like infants miss the womb, quivering, in space
 criminally innocent
 he graces me with wings of a bat
 wet with aristocrat
 rough licks on tough dicks.
 we've arrested the relentless quickness
 to chill in a hot castle
 while days turn to moments
 and our  will is tested by gifted teachers
 taught us how dive through thick air

your mind is a matter of time
the wind blows on wildly without a chime
this heart beneath the chains
 you come in all the ways I've never been so stained

 i use the word hate, for all the things I've been without knowing it.