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Ponder
I ponder and summit then plummet to the ruins. fixing and dispersing asking what it is they’re doing. thought it was doggy awesome, thanks, see you later, less late next time, enter no trade evoking no trust
see you later when it’s relevant, rent’s paid, no hush
isn’t that nice, i spent sixteen years learning my vices
To translate my feelings into short songs, for someone
who once said “it was that song i heard last week
when i was out of town with a good friend”
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and so i started a blog
if honesty is the key to life
why do i feel like an asshole when i am alive
and all these chemicals the piano plays
i want to sit down and enjoy my days
but i prescribe my medication to myself, most of the time
and even though you say that it’s okay
you’ve got to treat yourself right
and even though you say that
the permission slips on time
you’re not right for the choices you make
that’s what they told me and i felt fake
well fuck them if they can’t understand
everyones different with their own shitty plans
i scored the best flowers
and i gave it away just in hopes
that it would return
set yourself on fire
for something that you believe in
because all these trees are growing tall
with treason show me the reason to continue
all of these things i believe in
the good things
pink and gold
flowers and roses
killing my time just a cheap bottle of wine
i looked down the river as you crashed into my kayak
why do you have to feel like sandpaper
every time i skin my elbow on you i feel the truth
the truth is i am slobbering drunk on your couch
you wore a bracelet and i want to head south
back to the place where i have grown up wearing gilligan’s hats
no one knows you like you know yourself
so don't go to sleep tonight
think about what you could do better
you could do better than this
i'm wasting all my time trusting in everyone else
when i forget the line to the song goes
trust yourself before you help them out
because no one starts in the middle of a book
if you do really want to kiss me just fucking let me know
i won't take it the wrong way
because i believe in it
charging my phone before i go to sleep
and you're lying here dying
and i’m trying to find a way out of this
no one's honest except for you
i really don’t give a shit what comes back to me
i’ll keep being the best that i can
coz’ nothing comes back to your or me
in the ways in which we’ve planned
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juice
there’s so many species of dogs
but they’re all dogs at heart
there’s many sober feelings
but you’ll be torn apart
you’re seldom juicing squeezing
but I know your heart
is dying barely breathing
i know you’re long from perfect
but we’re all long from perfect
you’re seldom juicing juicing squeezing
i’m dying barely breathing
we’re all selling our hearts
you’re dying barely healing
i’m moving with this wheel and
I’m moving in with that funky feeling
you’re seldom juicing squeezing
i’m dying barely breathing
every instant grab it, make it
you don’t want to fake it
tell me what is your goal
stuck in a loop out of control
tell me what is your goal
stuck in a loop out of control
where is kevin?
he’s on his knees
begging for forgiveness
he’s got the heavy heavy heavy disease
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smooth on the seaside beaches
exasperation and the sweet taste of peaches
pumping through your veins when bribes turn into leases
stuck with something in a million pieces
smooth on the seaside beaches
praying for an imaginary jesus
everything it comes and goes
i’m wearing overthrows and overcoats
it’ll never flow just where you want it to go
without a seed to plant and a garden to grow
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just a photograph
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hot coffee and tea leaves
free like the waterfalls
healthy eaters
they’re just like me microwaves
that of which we can’t see in our brains
we’ll be real cozy
thousand dollar caskets for priceless memories
i'll never grow, you’ll never show up, you’ll never grow up
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I’m cold. are you?
hi cold nuts.
huh?
I said hi cold nuts.
america the land of the
martian cult infinity
i think i’ll go maybe i’ll leave
follow for another night
put another wall berlin knocks it down
where ya goin’?
nowhere
you can’t just leave like that in the fuckin’ song
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can’t have inspiration
don’t know who you love
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I always feel like shit
Does that mean you’re a crybaby too?
Yeah there are, like, other organs in your body.
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I got triangles up in my staircase oh no
there was no ice cream feeding to the children
in the summer the warped tour’s way too hot
they say one day be prepared because you never know what’s coming
walk down fifth avenue and feeling really scummy
put your needle to the nose
he puts up your clothes
we don’t need no care
we just need earth fire and air
sweet America Land of the whore
sweet America the land of industry
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sweet friend of mine victory is out of line
i’ve been questioning all of these things
vacation it can’t come fast enough
saving my money feeling out of luck
it’s tough in the city where no one sleeps
so call your own friendship to the line
your own little moment to shine.
so pick all your cucumbers out of your salad
at olive garden you were feeling kinda hasty to leave
were you leaving or taking the lead?
Its funny how people take fear by the reigns
put a spike to their veins and feel happy all again
and i want to hold onto what i can be allowed to keep
swimmin’ in the sand x8
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friends become foes friends become foes
onions make you cry just like
friends become foes
i would kill a rabbit if i had it
i would burn the wood if i had it
if i wanted to learn magic i would make this all disappear
i wouldn’t burn my house down
find the thing that i have not yet found
a family who’s out of town just like everyone
i grew up with daughters and sons
we grew up with classmates and hashtags
we grew up in the 21st century
don't listen to the social media
just stay in your room
and eat pita bread
and go to bed feeling no longer insatiable but indeed relate-able
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someone doesn’t know
my daddy hit the jackpot now hes winning big and hell never stop
cause if you bet enough you bet enough money sometimes you’re gonna win honey
the rhyming and the bunny made you hop over your heel
i’ve gotta a fortune you want to know
and the fortunes gonna go something like
you will always succeed in your future
no weed weed nothing needed
just you nothing to do
so you go for a walk and walk always these chickens squawk
no one is really as lively as you when you're out walking alone in this crazy zoo
run bun al capone in this boys beggar home hes never working alone hes got his head in the zone
but hes out drinking making noise i never want to stop partying with the rowdy boys
cloudy thoughts and cigarette smoke and never going to sleep alone
all these thought awake me up to early 4am i cant sleep anymore because
the milk mans knocking at my door and it about time that i wake the fuck up from this lucid doctors scheme
im always repairing my knees when i fall down and get the disease
i want nothing but these trees i want nothing but this soil
gives me eggs hard boiled please c'mon boys get on your knees and suck it
i am your bucket, i am your chum, i am your chew, i am your tobacco, i am you
you are me and we are the truth because you cant see.... when we are alone
i am nothing we are winning and we are suffering we are beginning to see the real dues due
its like stories in the pictures and photo booths.
its like the books that we read
the warning we don’t heed
the things that we don’t need
we always fucking want
the poems that it haunts
you on your lawn
ill be killing time
looking for a steady source of green
money in between
my knees
i’m shaking at them
what has gotten into those men
white collar crime with a blue collar mind
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They were good after time aged like teen spirit and I can be bad at jokes all the time and I think you’d still laugh. You are a bad liar. Hold onto it. I want to hold onto the good (intentions in you). You understand. Good music makes me feel bad. with you everything’s golden.
I want to rip it up. Complete what I was thinking all along. I feel not like a sinner in a saint’s body. We all do it. I wrote it down 5 times. It still looks bad, smells bad, tastes like old toast. Instead of pushing away verbally, I showed my true colors. I have many. I left my favorite proper noun for something a little more profound. I strayed and felt okay. I drove all the way your house in the middle of the night. Tell myself this is nothing really. Do what you need to convince me. You always have been good at listening. Echo your thoughts, You see me seeing you. You talk over me. I don’t mind. Our laughter coincides. Now I’m feeling fine. I want to stop time. You put James and Giant Peach on your television. There’s so much on my mind you get. I can do so many things with my own bare hands. You pick them up; answer my metaphor. Nothing is complicated. You wrap your legs around my torso. We softly tumble and we become one. Its movie time and there’s blankets. we are infinite. I never want to leave your bedroom. Morning never came. You stand in the kitchen and say everything’s going to be okay. I remember not believing you. I drive away alone feeling miserable and empty. I’ve never felt so empty in my life. the drive home, the polite lady, the fireplace. it all just went away.
Now everything’s alright.
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