Night Timing (Assignment..could be a song)

Skies turn the color of black-eye bruises
Sample-sized creamed milks weave through the dark
The overhead canvas carries flaws like lace doilies,
An effortless grace hanging from the time that spits you out

Double jointed wristwatches tease blurry minds
Teeth become imprisoned, and released in twos
Spotlights shine on the protagonists in every world,
Hypnotized eyes hope the moon might cradle you

Large-mouthed trees gossip in the wind,
Misheard words consumed by a sixties car’s screech
Overambitious footwear claps in a symphonic applause,
Hand thunderstorms for you and for me

Like ghosts, nicotine builds your spirit in the air
Trying to recreate the hours you inhaled when you were free
Accurately captured in a poorly panned photograph,
Synthesized colors; a drunken painter’s sloppiest piece

Writing Assignment..not a song.

Blue like your eyes, and blue like their arms
You are blue as the tails they shake
Like a navy sea admiral, you mimic scurvy blues
You are as blue as the hues that you break

You drink down the blues spiked in your cup
And whistle them into blue tunes
You scribble your thoughts down in blue ink
Where blue hearts hide like quarter blue moons

Blue finger stains painted your victory notes
Which you've pierced with flags made of dark blue
Blue-blooded bodies always mark up the town
With blues, because red is too subdued

I knit your ribcage a thick blue sweater
To reflect off your molten-blue mind
You could stain the shoulders of my aqua blue shirt
I would let you be blue all the time

"please"

Bloodshot eyes
Run like chromatography
Every stoplight spirals
The same way they run from me
And every dropped-out minute
Won't mean a single thing
Because you are all I wanted to bring

Sometimes I
Need to debate with myself
Acquiring a new tongue
Every time I make the rounds
And the black eyes only disappear
Until I'm alone once again
If I told you, I wouldn't know how to begin

I will never,
Understand what you want to gain
Because every day it's different
Unpredictable like the rain
That's why I feel uneasy
When I focus my eyes on twos
I can't help that I cannot be you

Today I
Bartered everything away
All that I had and would've had
I dreamed it into the sea
And as the crashing rocks took over
I was left with empty hands
But I don't want to do this again

Well we would
Always wear the the same grey
Blank shades for lovers
Static painted every day
But I'd like to switch the station
Lay your heavy eyes on me
I wish someone, would subscribe to me.

Do I Know You? (Assigned, not a song)

I know the seeds in my back never sprout
I know I participate in marathons with the clouds
I know my language is an imprisoned criminal
I know that I have arms for everyone

I know my trachea is premature
I know my teeth are construction barricades
I know my joints yearn to relax in yours
I know that I hold telescope eyes

I know I have a marshmallow heart
I know I wear duct tape ears
I know I keep chameleon irises
I know that my vertebrae was built for train tracks

I know my soles play musical chairs
I know my padlocked ribcage lost its key
I know my lips pretend to be quarter moons
I never said that I really knew me.

I finally used Babylon!

Like a rabbit in a satin hat
I always bring everything back up
Though I think they're gone forever
I will never have enough
And though I try and push my words
Into every bottomless pit
I always get a splitting alphabet, I can't get rid of it

As they sink backwards, up to the surface
I watch them emerge like your lace clothes
The ones you bring out on special occasions
The ones that nobody knows
You always tried to hide your beauty
But I know the way you are
You never feel as alone in the dark

If you wanted to let me
I could spend everyday
Sitting right beside you
And watching every way
Because I love the way you never
Have taken an anticipated breath
And you've never cared for what they've said

And all the spots that sleep on your arms
You wouldn't know where they've come from
Like the only vacant hotel
Or the secrets of Babylon
So I will never try to decode
Your hieroglyphic speak
Because you don't know another way to be

I'm sure you're right.

Boxing gloves always weigh me down
Before I can put them up
Burgled eyes always weigh you down
And I just can't keep up
Parted lips only fall apart
When you open them wide enough
Apologies are hard to come by
When everyone's had enough

Yeah, who has had enough?
Who, has had enough?

I measured the space from foot to foot
I could say you ruled me out
And like walking through the ocean floor
You could say I had my doubts
But I can't blame my blatant encouragement
I know you don't read those extra lines
No, I never asked for any belligerence
But I told you it was fine

Yeah, you said that it would be fine
You, said that it would be fine

If I gave it to you in braille
Then no one would have to speak
You wouldn't hear the cracks in every word
You wouldn't have to see me
Because I miss the pictures
That ran as fast as you
It won't last throughout a cigarette
But I sure as hell hope you do

Yeah, I wish that you will, too
I just wish that you will, too

haha that sucks.

I'm followed by a fire
It just drags behind my heels
As it scorches my decisions
Destroying what I try to conceal
And I'd give it back for free
If you'd only ask
Except, everyone loves to always
Break my back

I'm followed by a shadow
It's just, yours beside mine
But it, haunts me like a ghost
I try to escape it all the time
Though my, my brain likes to
Lock lips with, toxic glue
And I get, stuck forever with
Someone like you

I'm so sorry because
I just can't trust, when it
Washes over me like an
An ancient rust, and I
I keep forgetting that I
Can never forget, so don't
Be offended when I tell you
What I regret

You know everything that I
Choose to slur, but what I
Really want to say would just
Make it worse
And I, saw this coming before
It showed it's face but I
Know that nobody will ever
Take your place

In my, hypocritical jubilee, I knew
The break inside me would still
Do the same thing as you
You know I can't lie
Except it, aches so much more
Because, I followed you home
And you, told me to go with you
When I, couldn't turn

And I still can't turn
No, I still can't turn
I still won't turn
Away from you

I never write this way. This will not be a song. Ending credits - jan 7

I wish everybody knew how I felt, but I wish it wasn't visible to prying eyes that could care less.

I am as green as the sea, where you've dropped so many emeralds and copper stained chains that they've become entangled through my limbs. I'm immobile. Someone can always fucking make me immobile.

The space between seconds make me sick; I am sick. My throat is sore with vowels and consonants that haven't made it past my tongue, another virus that circulates through your blood race track.

My feet have eskimo kissed with yours, the tips of our soles nuzzling noses. I felt like I could fall backwards, a sea of piranhas would have nothing on me, because I know you, and I felt like I had it.

I would lock you in a treasure chest in the back of my mind. I'd let you collect dust, I'd give you my interest, and let you earn interest.

Because I am what leaks from the ceiling in a chromatographic fashion. I swirl and spiral with the grace of a disease, I am not appealing to you, not appealing to me. I peel through the cracks in your cardboard-esque rooftop and I can't stop twirling out in every direction. I am not a not a sight for eyes, but you break mine.

In ten minutes I will have the crystal, attracting the bloodshot tadpoles that screech out like static electricity, back in my eyes.

Please keep yourself stretched out like a tightrope, because I know I can't pry myself from the appeal of falling down again.

youaresogoodatmaskingmyemotionsforme.
howdoiletthishappeneverytime.

jan 6

You're the cat's eye, you're the marble
You're the swirl suspended in glass
You're the murky curtains that kiss the light
You are everything to have

Never one for zipping lips
But I love when words scamper like rain
And I'd pick them up like flowers
And always give them back again

And if your eyes come off like petals
I will press them between twenty four books
Each with twenty four chapters
I want you to see how sad you look

You're the cat's eye, you're the marble
You always knock me so far away
You're bluntly brilliant through a room of mirrors
When you swagger and when you sway