Nurture

You gasp for help as you drown yourself

and through the bubbles of O2

id hold you spitting water flecks shower cold blue

sparks on your lips and you jump start my wits

electrocution charity

one day will you marry me?

I barely see you scarcely breathe color moments happily

heresy to soul free love under covers

undertoe dragging me across anchor slumbers

you want to move away because the streams are whipping quick

made such a big mess ambitions couldn't clean the worst of it

purse is full of emptiness

lips cracked chapel's

falling from the tree not far from spirit grapples

apples to apples

dust to paint brushes

i blush each time you carve pretty pictures in fall pumpkins

and i'm rushing toward the center point

hearing hushes from the dead noise

clutching onto eyesight to prove my love's alive

your sight for sore guys wondering how to spin the vibes

double dutching DNA spirals, will you play?

life is a game of skate

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Teeter each totter

Express the center axel

telling you I love you while burying hatchets is half the battle

thickets in my throat smokey rain forest coals

cook a world raw as cells seen in microscopes

you gasp for water as you drown yourself-respect in words

and through the 2 of we

id hold you seeping red streams of birds

fluttering your darkness

it's the light rays that you harness

mind games sight hanging eyes in a hardship

I gasp for help as my levee lips begin to break

can't hold your hand-shake as long as meaning sweeps it away

I want to nurture you

you gasp for help as you drown yourself

my hands reaching deep inside masterpieces of hell

will you take hold of balance?

you're the coolest being to warm this

I gasp for help as you drown in my love poem moments

Mono Logging

There is a voice inside my tired skull the color of the sun

when I wake I meditate beneath her rays and learn to love

child of ugly cityscape

you make ungrateful seem logical

prodigal daughter of acrylic paints

coloring grace upon your obstacles

There is a hand I yearn to grab

my past is a crying disfigured soul

one day i'll mend the bridges

if you'll criss so we can cross the holes

I want to fit like stockton grins into the niches of your wings

we're cold and I freeze flying

we're cold and I freeze flying

you make excuses for your beauty

how do you thunder humble?

I want to knit you crumbling bits of warmth i've collected in Stockton Summers

There is a girl inside my house

and Im lying in her face

dreaming of my honesty

to keep from scaring her away

you say you get hurt all too easily

and that is beautiful to me

when I paint the panes of society

i will press you to me gently

and kiss your tired eyes

softly humming in your voice

streams of sun color

warm as I am running

fairy of my fantasy

berry of the trees

i tell you that I love you every day

glad no one is listening

I held her like breath

I held her like breath

interlocked our hands just one more time to make our patterns click

i opened the vault like a jewel thief

stole a part of you

thinking this is too much like a movie

I held her like a frail butterfly in a world of glass

everything we do reflects it all

from fix to ash

lonely drunken nights we call each-other animals and respond

cranial regions bond

foreheads pressed together

brain signals syncopated

rain trickles on incubated egg birthing my death

searching for the place where I wept

that street corner in Stockton

at night we collect

I feel my mother breathing and tread soft as not to wake her

careful in my momentary momentum tracers

sold clarity to fakers

life is makin' deals

I deal you trinity plus kings and queens make five on blunted twice plus two and you

I'm peasant cause fuck the brokers

growing my artichoker fumes

challenges met with the calmest of moods

an ocean quakes slowly

you'll be riding it soon

kite string is lightning the cloud fly my skull

sightsee this mindreadingrainbowlightbulb

homage to blunt stalls, blunt behavior and blankets

my friends realest of ages

peeling the grapes wielding the mazes

lost in my pages....

where am I going

love for the circle

keep the hands rowing

spinning my knowing

treading in an ink lake

I held her like breath

while swimming in a think tank

I held her like breathing body's tend to

A man can only laugh at how small his penis looks when the world around him is cold.

HAHAHA

are you in-arrested by my curious?

bi mind flurry plum tides

splash a paper path

solve the aftermath

drip molasses dragon breath sticky napalm dialect

dial stress help

dial cleans mess

dilating iris

eyeholes to the abyss

spirit from icicle fortress singing a song to one ocean

underwater industrial

humming musical ventricles

pumping human pendulum

swinging organic emblem mirror shield flame protector...

prowling cybernetic vectors matrix god of infinite gigs

stressing a positive balance met by thickets of arsonists

quzzing the smarter kids

hold that thought in cage, one day we fly and graze that maze our sight has walked from breathe to talk each step a droplet

drink the rain and pray we thirst again