welcome january

welcome January
I have been a little out of line

should I say?

maybe not.

I own a lot of plants now
but I could not wish the dark away

I wonder if the snow will last tonight.

the window feels cold just like he says I do
But I am picking up signals and obstacles
to clear your way
Don't you read anymore?

restive

Could never whistle
and make music out of water,
so I sit in a box and
listen to John Mayer
to feel good about break-ups

my eyes, they never said much,
smile almost unfamiliar
nothing grew in me,
ever
today I cut my hair short
saved them locks

I went out to get drunk by myself
in the arms of a cold December night,
witnessed some things which never existed
came back 
and
slept restlessly

Ugly but clean

Impermanence

and only impermanence etched

on us

I dug about 5 feet of earth last night

I was tired

but I am scared of napalm skies

Thousand words and counting

I wish I was friends with time

fluid fissure.

And now, I sit here 

wondering where was I last night

do I mend the cheap fate

do I revel in impermanence

do I re-do the sketches?

Falling

I am starting to engage in conversations with imaginary me

slight deviant in nature,

being stretched along miles, this plastic brain

unconscious of my own presence

tells me, you should run

and maybe fly and jump outside the earth -

Is that even possible?

It calls to me again, rubs my face with its chilly hands

where do I go now, what do I do?

The numbness is free,

as frivolous as it gets,

I cannot hold myself down

Counting the atoms to the precise number

a shrill voice in vacuum dissolves us

all down into what sand we are

It is stunningly liberating.

Where do I go now, what do I do?

Fools in love

Wish I could bake your heart 

and eat it

Why does the world call lovers ridiculous,

maybe rightly so

but why?

don't forgive, don't get a tattoo

don't be passionate

just get me rosa centifolia 

everyday

for the rest of your life

Dead in trains

Such a rush 

to scrape my presence off the highway,

highway so calm, refusing,

choosing me over that crew 

accept your shame

while I ride my train in peace,

sitting there quite irresistible

don't come over here, don't make me look into your eyes

your heart is maligned

so much so it reeks of dead

but the dead does not care

just like I don't.

Champagne Supernova

Can't remember the last time I danced
but I'm drinking tonight,
drinking to the sight of a free sky --

Who thought I could look at the sky from my window

All these girls missing the sight of all these boys
when will the pain end?