Ears to the Sky, Eyes Elsewhere

Even in the beginning,

Before any were sinning,

Before sin was in the world,

Adam was lonely

without a girl.

She herself wasn't enough

By herself.

But then

Neither was God.

The first Man walked and talked with I Am,

But he still felt lonely and unfulfilled

On an 

empty, 

perfect planet.

So God, in all His wisdom,

Created a companion.

Someone for conversation and understanding.

Because really how can an artist interact with a painting

Or an actor with his actions on stage?

The Creator is not the same as the created,

So He can satisfy some needs,

But all are not satiated.

I need to seek out more spiritually

But i won't drop the candle that's leading me.

Because i can hear His still quiet voice in the darkness

Leading me home,

But i'll still feel

lost,

cold

&

alone.

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i suppose i shouldn't be surprised that high highs

come with low lows

every mountain has a valley

and no man flies without saying hi to gravity

me and physics are getting physically closer

like how my tears are getting nearer to the bottom of my face

sitting here in the dark as i have countless times before

this time i see a metaphor

for my life to be, 

alone in a room

instead of the groom of a wife to be

but then i suppose this is called release

and catharsis is never free.

Pretty Lady (Or Retch)

the very thought makes me sick to my stomach.

nauseous at

the fact that

you aren't mine

and could potentially be

someone else's

"pretty lady"

Real World Vow (+End)

This is a man's world
Time to cut the boyish shit
Adulthood has been here long
And I have just been avoiding it
Getting my Peter Pan on
And on
And on
It's time to end that story
Move forward
Snip my ties
To young society
And tie my ties
For the sake of propriety
Here's where I decide
To leave the past
I knew inside my heart that wouldn't last
Forever
However
Let it be known
That although I'm going off on my own...

I'm changing
But in the future whoever I become,
Whoever i am
Je t'aime,
My love,
Je t'aime.

A Moment of Weakness

This train of thought

Is gonna leave me derailed

Like a lawyer

Tryna find himself

In a job of retail

I'm Phoenix Wright, right?

So my Phoenix Righteousness

Should be like the dust

And all over me

Unfortunately

It seems it's finally

Got one over me

Has me hostage

And my kidnapping

Comes complete with a holding fee

That I honestly

Can't afford at the moment

Life seems like a bitch now don't it?

Mine is lonely

And I don't even own it

I want to

Know about ya day

But I can't say so

Because my pride always says no

And a part of me

Couldn't take it

If you were really doing fine

Spending time doing other things

When we used to talk online

I'm confused and conflicted

Had my ice cream and i licked it once

Before it fell on the ground

Now I know I can't pick it up

There's a Lost

Without Found

I highly doubt

There's any coming back

So I just gotta brave it

And be ready for these attacks

I keep clicking on your picture

Like it's gonna say hello

And even as I do

My logic says hell no

But that's OK

Or it'll have to be

It's a lot harder then I thought

To make you the past to me

Silenced Temptation

slightly enticed
by those cold eyes of ice
i know it's not right
but this girl
might be my plight
she's skyrocket tall
had to squint to see her beauty
put my glasses on
i could tell she was a cutie
had me tempted to touch
or at least ask her to lunch
i wanted to ask her a lot
so i figured that's really not much
she keeps smiling at me
she might be a tease
i don't really mind
cuz i quite like her teeth
they're sparkly and white
and she smiles with her eyes
she might just be acting
(that sounds better then lies)
but i won't be surprised
if she agreed to go eat
but that would mean many things
that really aren't me
so ill just stare at the sun
and keep on daydreaming

Dream Girl

what do i do
when i can't stop dreaming of you?
visions of melting,
melding
together of skin
touching lips
kissing
muscles rippling
bodies smooth into each other
flashing images
of flashing eyes
and squeezing thighs
i feel and hear
sighs on my ear
and shudder like a fallen leaf
i feel your delicate fingers
caress my chest and abs
my heart sputters
a million miles a minute
i feel your soft hands
i see your soft eyes
i know it's not real
but im dizzy in ecstasy
so i tell my body it will be
and keep dreaming
half awake

Distanced and Featureless (Or The Man With No Face)

my craving for you is like a dull constant hum always there somewhere in the back of my mind irregardless of what im doing. and it doesn't take much for it to get louder. for it to rise like the buzz of a million bees and be all i think about. you want me to see with no eyes, hear with no ears, taste with no tongue, and touch with no hands. what passion has a faceless man with no senses? what destiny has he except to disappear and hope that no one recalls he was there? you want me to be half alive with my heart forever steady, my bpm never rising. you want me to ignore, reject, and disdain this man who's insane about you. you want my beast to vanish and be replaced by a docile creature that jumps at the slightest noise. you claim you want me but i feel unwanted, an intimate friend treated like a stranger.

Untitled

i want to communicate
physically
with no words
while we speak volumes
i seek to consume
your presence
and gobble it up
i want to crunch your allure
between my teeth
and savor the taste of your
heavenly aura
with my tongue
i want to breath your scent
with my lungs
and have it surround me
making me dizzy
with joy
with ecstasy
you move delectably
my eyes hunger for more
i want to
see everything
feel everything
touch
&
taste
everything
waitress,
sweet miss,
my sweetness
i want your all
n i know that's a tall order
but with only 3/4ths
i feel i only have a quarter
i want to give you my entirety
entirely all of me
but this trade must occur
simultaneously
at the same time
but im impatient
so here's mine
and ill take yours
when you're ready for it
i hope soon
so you
can end this night
of no moon

The Nature of Man (Or The Nature & Man)

a lonely tree
sews his roots deep
to protect against storms
winds
and other things
that endanger him
but what defense has he
against someone who
has come to hew
and maim?
a shiny pretty axe
seeking to see
the rings at his core
his bark can only stop so much
before it can't stop anymore
cold iron
swings through cold air
and nibbles his now naked skin
it's getting in
slowly
surely
despite his best efforts
he tries to stand steady and firm
but every little nip
makes him quiver and shake
and soon the nips and nibbles
hurt just a little more
either he's getting weaker or
the gentle pecks
have become bites
whittling away at his might
he feels her chipping away at his middle
meddling away in his insides
and his pride
it had weathered the weather
and all the elements
everything mother nature's hatred
could throw at him
and here was a simple tool
whittling away at his being
so it could see the middle
it was nearly done
this tree that was to axe
as man is to gun
one more swing
and the world is met with the echoing
of two clunks
the broken axe head
lands yards away
as the tree lands in a harder way
both broken
they should never have spoken
the touch of one
meaning death for two
the lumberjack walked away and looked back
"that was probably best for you."
but the trees leaves
never saw who he was talking to

Limbo

how can i listen to the butterfly flutter of another's heart?
im apart
not a part
when im weighted down
by the sound of the pound of the beat of my aorta sorta
slows n then speeds up
knows what needs ta change
but my brain is scared
fight or flight
n i aint never been one to run
so i fight the feeling
the downhill pull of gravity
as fate get mad at me
n say im killin my odds
word to god
no lies the surprise is that i don't rise back up the incline
but im too shook of losin mine
crooked logic
shaky at the bottom
shoot it's ben fell through
but really i don't know what to do
cuz i feel myself losin you
n to be real
you kinda losin me
i seek to be free
but it would seem im too meek to be me

A Matter of Wanting

i don't want anyone
who don't want me
which make sense logically
im sorry to hit you wit this sad actuality
sorry to hit you wit facts
but i aint fuckin wit de actress
fuck hollywood
i was doin jolly good wit wat is
until i found out that is
was an isn't
thought the heart livin
but it's a zombie
ambercrombie and fitch
wit a fake smile
sittin on a pile of bullshit

A Train of Thought (Bad to Bueno)

underlined. undermined. undefined. low low cuz im under everything movin so slow. understand. underhand throw out the window all the wonder of us so all im left with is a wanderlust. explore. exit the gf turn her to an ex and it's on to the next. cuz we might be worthy of sightseeing when leaving the p-a-s-t, unless we drastically act in a manner differed from the norm act as jason bourne do other then we were trained to then even if the rain is blue we can smile at the sky, look each other in the eye and laugh until we are freezing cold. all i know is what i have must not grow old and dull. cuz ill never find a severed line that would cut as deep as this one. never find. never whine....never mind!

Unlocked Doors

mr. key misses mrs. mystery,
villian chillin on de door
but he want more.
she bliss to he
thoughts of girl swirl
so blissfully
sharp n crisp to he
like HD
highly detailed
definition
missin
mr. key misses mrs. mystery
she is to me as door is to he
are you keepin up?
realization sneakin up
reachin up
n smackina backa de head
like attacka de dead
return of the zombies
thoughta she surround me
all around me
closin in
she declothe
n him nah hesitate
ta do de same
retire attire
n drop it to da floor
he close to she
n he sorta wantin more
so they souls blend
as one
moon and sun
day n night
kid cudi
bounce to feel aright
blind to the rest of my senses
feelin you
allat make sense is
queen n king
in immortal dance
souls intertwined
it started wit a wine
n a sign
a wink
that was gone in the space of a blink
mr. key misses mrs. mystery
with whom his history
resides
without his angel
how's a man to fly?

Don't Expect Me to Stay

joey is her right
joey is her right
she can do what she wants
she can do what she wants
whatever she waaaaaaaants

but don't expect me to stay
don't expect me to stay
don't expect me to wait
don't expect me to sit
through all the dog manure
because a man
can only take so much
sick of all the
ifs ands or buts

joey is her right
she can choose
who she likes
but i hope you
don't expect me to stay
you always find a way
back into my graces
despite the fact that you
move with different faces
im really just a man
who wants a girl to love
but this origami swan
might need to be cut
so it can sing its song
im not here for long

don't expect me to stay
don't expect me to wait
don't expect me to sit
through all the dog manure
because a man
can only take so much
sick of all the
ifs ands or buts