fake palindromes.

i guess it doesn't matter how hard i try

there's no more tears that i can cry

there's no way for me to hang with the bunch

i've got this hunch

that i won't ever be the same

if you don't want me around i won't blame

there's just some things i cant mend

you speak a language i cannot comprehend

why does the sun go down?

and i wont freak out this time, i said

and i wont forget this time, i said

i said...

i like this

tsurchah

saoirse

shursha

chersha

cherche

tchersha

shersha

sherchah

this is me

color of the love you have

Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth. 
Only, I don't know how they got out, dear. 
Turn me back into the pet that I was when we met. 
I was happier then with no mind-set. 

And if you'd 'a took to me like 
A gull takes to the wind. 
Well, I'd 'a jumped from my tree 
And I'd a danced like the king of the eyesores 
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well. 



New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries. 
Hope it's right when you die, old and bony. 
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall, 
Never should have called 
But my head's to the wall and I'm lonely. 

God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs, 
And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away. 

I'm looking in on the good life I might be doomed never to find. 
Without a trust or flaming fields am I too dumb to refine? 

bohemia (with a sea)

im ready to watch my mind melt again, 

into a thousand sparks of light

my soul bursts into a thousand pieces

which spread to the farthest reaches of the universe.

  

fickle freshman

so i finally found someone i'm interested in.  i get nervous around him, i worry what he thinks about the things i say.  do i act obnoxious? do i seem ignorant or arrogant? its just, for the first time in a long time, i think i may have found someone to pursue, and its exactly the opposite of who people would expect of me.  quiet, thoughtful, beautiful.  i can imagine spending an indian summer together by the river, in the reeds.  we'll float along, and know that in that moment the only thing that exists is us being together.   

pictogram.

the sound of silence

My voice never made it in time
And they hung me out to dry
My words never bother to rhyme
And I always wonder why
So now I've taken to chewing bottles
To see if I still bleed




It's all great
I can't breathe anymore
Still awake
When my face hits the floor
Spent the day
Watching waves eat the shore
I can't stay