Sunday, July 19, 2015

and then we were done ( very short stories and wonder mints)


-the devil wants to take you back to split wrists and paper money wads. $$$ living your dreams on borrowed time. I'm charging up my space ship \\\ Stuck in a rut with same ol same old. Internet hype bottled like milk. drink it up.  No expiration date.

- Maybe you'll like the taste of Robots?
   I remember when i was in school and you sat up there with your MBA in writing and said all my stories sounded like a horny teenager. But,  thats what i was....fucker. So I never grew up.  

         - This was all just and experiment. one drug for another. one distraction over next to get over you.

-my mind was always on overtime - to much oxygen to my brain. to much breathing. couldn't calm down without someone to love.  Whats it like to be the Captain of this ship?
 

-  A younger women on your arm is like walking around with the feeling of wearing the best clothes  and eating the best meal you could ever imagine all at once.  High Voltage is the only way i can make you understand this. 


-The devil wished he could take it all back, say it wasn't her who could not resist.  It wasn't so bad the way it was before.  He wished he never started his shit.  Look - Its a full time job, there is no end  and It's fucking exhausting.   


if it could be like this;  you would be good and i would be good  and we would be each others everything and then 
we were done.    

Sunday, July 5, 2015

We spent July at the sea and the summer seemed to last forever




whatever this desire i have to sink. 
It's when I feel my body as a vessel
speaking, thinking, thinking, thinking
always learning.
as a blanket of inked skin over bones
one day to be
burned and set out to sea.

and then light pours through 
my window and I fall into
line
flowers bloom - like a religon
i keep this devotion to falling in love
with every girl
i see.
and everything about money, and work
and happiness seems like
such a lie.
 
whatever my hands
do to keep from shaking,
Write something she
can take inside of her
and keep secret.
make another promise within
a promise
keeping thinking
skin over bone
keep looking at the tattoos on my
hands, keep hitting the keys-------snap snap snap