inspirational fallacies, 

truth manifesting deceitfully,

homeless; bleeding on pretentious gifts.

this is no gift,

inward self loathing pitiful cries.

desire to be better,

you won’t ever be.

you lost this, lose it all,

you are dead,

empty yourself, you don’t matter.

love and love all, that can be your only footprint.

If we come back 

and our world is till here

i’ll tear it to pieces

i’ll rebuild our happiness

with my own.

when time comes and no stroke is left

when time comes and stroke is all left

i want something intricate 

i want something here

intellect and satisfaction feed at the same trough.

when the sky’s explode

panic finds no means

love and beauty, we all rejoice,

we love together, we love the same,

we loved, this creation, we loved

our Earth’s interpretive dance-

we loved it without rhyme,

no distinguishable meter,

beauty in it’s own raw,

beauty that is the ruins, we’ll finish

with more than any will come to notice

In your shallow selfishness

this world is not our’s

we were blessed to sing, and told to dance

your business is not his

in the end the only truth is celebration

we were graced with life

we turned on one another

being better is irrelevant

your pharemones are tricks

- now fall in love

Love is all that is real.

you-

walk in with such a presence,

dance around under the crescents,

all but foe is here and landing,

giant rocks fly crash to standing,

all but true, 

from a lore child tying neck, lets it bluing

a rhyming boy, watching faintly

pen and paper blanket cozy,

now your life just a movie,

you take your life, you’re a story,

stars are blowing, you’re life they’re exploding

kick your chair, climactic ending,

jump out you’re window, another Wilson.

on the other side, respected butane,

directors call it glory,

illustrations of expected,

he rewinds back, here to show you

loving breath is all upon you

jump off the chair, a chapter written

crawl in the window, your electric climb

call to the comets, your wish be granted

run and jump, you’re unexpected

predestined in the chaos 

create your story. 

a man without reveal, typed your ending

walk in your beat, jumping notes, writing your story,

he set in motion, your stroke prolonging

your quill is his, neverending

a trilogy, extended finale

resolution, eternal exposition

the window, never jumping

the chaos, forever endearing

love, dynamic loving.

here is crowning, now expanding.

let this silence break us down

catch your breath, and find my ear

sway that heart, and lose us here

diving into our oceans,

find our clock that beats our pulse,

bruised and beaten, skips these days,

your mind called it heresy, your heart condemns me now

if you let me i can love you,

if you want me i can guard you,

if you come back i will show you.

i’m so sorry. 

i do want you. don’t go.

to grab your hand, to hold you and…

to kill your thunder, to bring you life and…

                  to find you and…

                        to tell you and…

     if i could sweep you away with lightening

     i would sweep you away, tell you and…

and…

       Environmental anomalies impossibly hoisted

       if you find my arm, this storm is for you and…

Here I am. There You are.

and…

        my forecast stays the same,

  my city is flooded with the rage of the sky

a meteorologist predicting-

        - a beautiful beating and…

see what beauty the clouds inflict

           Our trees will fall in a battle not fought and…

                   to provide gorgeous warmth and…

i’ll find you and…

            let’s play in the storm and..

dear lover and…

there is hope.

                                        here. though you will still be terrible.

lust, greed, murder.

crimes for which my eternal prison wall

                   should be built upon.

i sin as a human breathes,

then ask forgiveness to assure i don’t go to hell.

we humans are hopeless,

some of us more than others,

though all of us the same,

there are and have been genuine followers,

Jesus Christ now forgives us for the house of treachery we have built.

How terrible,

        Look at us.

               Look at the killing.

                     See the lying.

                                Look at us.

                                        How disgusting.

we go to church to show others we go,

we give to the poor to show we give or for tax breaks,

we throw parties so others will be impressed,

we preach our biblical knowledge so others know that we know,

We should go to church to love and praise

              our lord and savior, those who do will be rewarded.

We should give to the poor, because we care,

              because we are selfless, and money is just money.

We should throw parties to celebrate our lord,

               and all he has blessed us with.

We should preach biblical knowledge to tell the

              news to people who haven’t received god’s paper.

me, this writing comes from a convict of all these

crimes, and a terrible hypocrite to even write this.

because honestly, i know nothing.

tonight the sky’s stars are lost,

the atmosphere at natural war,

the smoke of galaxies cannons close in.

a trail of endless beauty separates us,

without a star crossed us,

was there ever a you and me ?

there is a you,

there is me,

intertwined in a motionless state,

we feel the sound of silence,

it purifies our steps into frozen tracks,

a walk to you, a walk to me. 

i’ll come to you, you will come to me.

when the clouds part i will find you,

to me, the stars will guide you.

when your step has sparked,

look to the moon, for it is there we will embark,

i’ll take you there, with the grip of my arms,

with the love of my heart,

though here will stay,

there we will go,

to him we will pray,

the stars when they glow.

let your hands lead you, 

i will listen to your steps,

wait for the world to spin round,

when it spins motionless, then you will know.

i’m here for you.

our lips have met yet,

i’ve barely found you yet,

i can’t wait to meet, though we’ve met,

to be honest, it is this distance, the one i’ll continue to travel,

i miss you so.

the world is slowing,

sparks light a black sphere,

objects retain motion,

a spinning world, is still.

a still world, still spinning.

together we were meant,

for us to live, to forget what living meant,

together.

together.

together, we familiar our interests,

together we boast our knowledge,

we satisfy a hunger of loving prayer,

love. together.

let’s jump to the sky,

let’s love and lie,

let’s regret and cry,

let’s repent and die.

this cabin, this god, this eve, this woman, this man.

a fictional love.

love.

yesterday summer swiftly walked away,

even the days left, mine is already gone,

she has been my everything, she now proposed we be nothing.

She was all of my writing,

she took her form in all my dreams,

she was my everything, she cared about me so much.

why did you leave?

“do what you want within reason” 

how can you say that, and just leave ? 

you wanted to be with me, i know that.

i just, i don’t understand.

it won’t be “two weeks”, i won’t walk back to life too quickly.

When i see you around, in the coming period of my blank space,

i will prove i haven’t quit.

Prove that this was actually something.

If you read this, it won’t be “two weeks”.

and i’m not going to get over you, because this was never anything.

I just want to talk with you again.

I just want to hold your hand in public.

though i’ve said goodbye, this is the final one.

don’t worry, no more texts.

i’ll miss you so,

just don’t forget you’re beautiful,

i never told you enough, and no one else does,

but you’re a more beautiful person than i’ve ever known,

nothing you tell anyone can change that.

…….

i’m just going to miss you.