Friday night at Bria's party, swore I smelled your perfume hanging in the air. It's polite not to stare.

Me and Caitlin dance to some old Falloutboy song, somehow I know the words to sing along. She's so pretty with her body all spun around, especially when she gets in my face. I'm a goddamn sucker for any girl who disregards my personal space.

And she's dowsed in the chemical you coat your body in

Could I take you on, could I take her on?

I spied the Fibonacci tattoo underneath her hair, like golden ratios that lie beneath our underwear. It's polite not to stare unless you want me to stare. I got the felling that I never wanted healing from the things you were concealing from me.

I'm walking home again and I'm talking alone again



Personal Space

I never liked February very much
I'll pace around and imagine the guy you fuck
I am a product of my environment, 
A survivalist of fiction playing films behind my eyes

And that's when she broke into my house
And took everything
Along with the tattoos you branded carelessly along my neck
I wore my collar up high after that night

But you caught me off guard
You kissed my palm in the dark 
And then I cleared my throat
I thought I woke you up
I thought I'd have to watch you go

But I'd like to make a formal apology now 
I was just thinking aloud 
About your boyfriend 
Even though I don't know him all that well
I'm sure he's swell
I wish you both well

And I know this may sound sarcastic
Even though you'll never hear this song

This Song Was Rushed and I Don't Like It

My head is cold from the vent right above my head. As I watch you like a shadow, checking yourself out in the mirror as I lay defeated on the bed. I wanna hold you instead, tend to you with my shivering head. 

But will always keep you safe, it's okay if you and I both go to waste. But you can lock yourself inside like a safe. 

'Casue I was afraid that I would lie awake weighed down by your heavy heart, tugging me through the dirt. But I was fast asleep dreaming of you, dreaming of me, drawing you nodding off reckless like the art you are.

Warm is the coffin we carved with our body heat. As I lay on the bed in defeat. I wanna kiss you, I wanna be discrete. I wanna hide away where we touch our feet.

But will always keep you safe, it’s okay if you and I both go to waste. But you can lock yourself inside like a safe. 

But will always keep you safe, it’s okay if you and I both go to waste. But you can lock yourself inside like a safe. 

Safe

We came back late I was face down on the floor. Joe was drunk too he said, "let's go out and explore.". We slide through fences of a demolition site. We were dumb and reckless, intoxicated out of our minds.

And I love him so much like the jump cuts of our lives. He wants to fight me but he couldn't if he tried. He's a 50 year old man in disguise. He's a kind heart in disguise, but he'll deny it all the time.

The doors were locked but he boosted me through the window. I wondered how he would get in but he flew through the window with his massive calves. I swear in that moment he was a god, or maybe it was the alcohol talking. 

He stole the tomato poster off the wall, he said he was gonna miss this place even though the food was shitty. But the lights were flickering, so I stole a road sign and we dipped out.

We snuck in the back door with our treasures still in hand. Climbed up the the 7th floor and said we should do this again. We had sobered up just fine, he told me it's way past his bedtime.

He's a 50 year old man in disguise. He's a kind heart in disguise. He's one of my best friends in disguise, but he'll deny it all the time.

Potion Seller(Breaking into NoCo)

How the hell did we end up here with my outdated brain and your soft, painless fear. I was sickness and famine, contaminated by your sugar cane.

I need your sugar cane to mess up my teeth and veins.
I want your sugar cane to ruin up my teeth and veins.

The sky was a mess as I drove to your place, she says I drive to fast for the conditions to be safe and this contradicts every other thing that I do. And do it all you

I need your dopamine. Administer in a fashion I prefer: your fingertips, your eye contact, your verse in my lungs.

I need your sugar cane to mess up my teeth and veins.
I want your sugar cane to ruin up my teeth and veins.


Sugar Cane

Made this for my friend's video game project

Red Humour

Under the softest edge composed of needle and thread my eyes lay shattered and confused, shape shifting in front of you.
Take off the suit that you bought me stitched between my dreams, I'm the chimera of your fashion and the salt inside your sea. I threw your money in the sea.

And the phone is ringing and I'm not listening. I've got a snake wrapped around my ears and he informs me that I was supposed to save all these people. But How could I ever reach them if I walk this slow?

Atop a blinding light, my drink is empty, it's ice; his hands lay calloused and composed, broad shoulders and bones. His Bones. 
He wears the suit that you bought me, it looks better on him. I am the creature of my habits and the puppet of my own whim.

The Doctor

Said I would leave this place come Tuesday Morning, March  then April, May and I'm just three years late.
Tack on now twenty more, got my first kiss and my first drink, two separate floors in the tower titled Jones

And to think that I could call this home, and to think I would never want to go

Said I would run this place through the narcissism wet dripping from their faces, and they don't even know a thing. 
Tack on a semester more, 100 grand piece of papers says I can serve you coffee while you try and scuff the floor

Pin the ribbon to my chest, say that I deserve the best. Pin the ribbon to my chest, say that I'm not doing my best.

My state of mind can't keep up with the pace of change that time flies by. Four years pass, I fall to enact a change, I'm three years late in fact(at last)

Jones

I was taking my sweet time packing up my life, couldn't see through the mirror on the passenger's side. In fact I must look like I'm homeless from the outside.

Moving to Columbus, got a feeling there's always something I miss even when I have it all in front of me. And somehow I'm always barefoot in my dreams

I'm Always Barefoot in My Dreams

New Recording 63

In the back seat you unwind, you use your bodies to pass the time, but you got medicine on your mind, pray to your fickle god and fickle spine.
Alright I hope you're negative this time

Now she's wrapping up her arms like a mummified rose as i walk to the park alone I nearly froze. She says the paint is chipping, peeling, falling off the walls as I struggle to convince myself she's not my fault

I pulled over at the side of the road and assessed the situation and confirmed my suspicions that we were out of penicillin to clean our throats, at least not both

I wish you had a tapeworm so you would never feel lonely again, he'd keep you warm at nigh oh yeah he'd keep you thin

You were my tapeworm, you kept my writing thin
You were my tapeworm, you kept my mind thin
You kept it all thin

Tapeworm

This is the air pouring through the car door window and it's messing up your hair driving back from somewhere. Your hands pressed against the dashboard, Screaming at the top of your lungs, "please stop the car!"

This is gravel underneath my tires as I search for a place to park the car so I could find you in the dark, on the grassy knoll your teeth sunk into my arm saying "I can't do this anymore."

And our bodies will collied but we won't kiss or intertwine but we've become everything I dis not intend for us to be. And I know it's too late now but I'd pick you out of every crowd and say "I love you, but I don't want you. And we can't talk about it now."

I don't know if I could be this kind of strong for you.
I don't know if I could take you this far.
I don't know if I can put you back together, because every time I lose more and more of your pieces

We went to Walmart, bought a five dollar movie, popped it in but you and I didn't watch a minute. Holding you holding me

And we can't talk about it now

Panic Attack Now!

An original song written & recorded every week of 2016. Click on the track for lyrics

Patchwork Refinement 2016

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