Lost


I’m lost, neither here nor there

Beyond the arms of reality

The June black sun

We’re always lost here

So happily torn in two

An equation never being solved

The illusion of beauty

Where nothing is ever true

Forgive these transgressions

All I ever do is sin

Is there nothing I can do

To stop learning the same lessons

4


Four, always four

The endless insanity of the infinite

I stood, looked to see

I opened up the door

Again, four

Never more, just four

Repeat like a broken record

The static hiss that begins just before

Stained carpets, muddy floor

Empty coffee cups

Cigarette burns on the curtain

Please, please, no more

Screaming in the dark like a broken doll

All the pieces of the mirror

Shattered on the floor

Please, not more, just four

But not anymore


I’d wear your hell like a cheap suit

All my hurts like a second skin

I’d love you just to hurt you

Bury myself in your beautiful skin

I’d drown in your tears

I’d spend days inside you and do it again

I’d disintegrate in the filth I dream

And condemn myself for my sin

I’d binge on your flesh

And consume all that I could

In a single insignificant moment

I’d devour you in ways I never should

I know you


I know you

I’ve seen your face

While I was hiding away

Some other place

Is this life or something else?

You’re all I want to remember

And yet here I am again

Another empty December

I had waited so long

But you never did come

And in just a day or two

I’m afraid I’ll be gone

I miss the late conversations

Talking about nothing at all

And yet all those nothings

I couldn’t want anything more

It never stopped raining

The sun never did shine

I just spend my days wishing for you

Telling everyone I’m fine

And I’m learning I don’t need to be okay

I can walk around with nothing left to say

I can let the dreams stay be buried

They wouldn’t come to pass anyway

2017


Blessed be the fornicators

The liars, the thieves, the killers

Blessed be the malicious

And all the unrepentant sinners

Blessed be the lascivious ones

The wretched, the filthy and gluttonous

Blessed be the self right hypocrites

Stealing while promising to be pious

Blessed be the rich deceivers

Self centered wicked whores

Blessed be the false believers

Blessed be the guns and wars

Welcome to 2017