beaver hard at work.

I want to be your sledgehammer, why don't you call my name

swim through silence.

crazy thoughts of yesterday's fun.
my love is standing at the crosswalk,
please don't yell at me and remember to hold me.
only when it is dark will i ask for your lips.
and only when it is dark will i want to exist.
i just want to taste you like candy. and feel
your electric Love. you are like thunder and
lightning to my eyes. i know you
want to take me like your drugs and one day
you will. for now,  know my heart beats 
when you breath. my soul sings just for you.
one day we will hold hands and disappear
for a century. 

let me drown in water quick

water should always be free.
even if it's from a fucking mountain side 
in Sweden
water should fucking be free.

nothing is free.

.70 cent records.
$2 posters.
free music, 
for a fee.

please poem.

please keep your shoes on when you come in
please hit your father in the head
please lock me out of your abode
please throw my dinner on the line
please burn the mailbox in September
please mow the lawn after midnight
please slam the doors upside down
please buy me blood diamonds on Christmas
please write my name in the rice
please skip to the beat with a parakeet
please hold the door for the next four whores
please order Chinese food on halloween
please dip your coffee in my toast
please run me over the day after tomorrow.

tonight.

i've got a lion swimming in my bed.
i've got a cat doing the dishes and 
i've got a fly greeting you at the front door.

LAKE STREET DIVE MAKES ME SO FUCKING HAPPY. 

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS GROUP, AND THEIR SOUND AND HER VOICE. 

MHMM MAKES ME MELT EVERY EFFIN TIME.

alone and hiking

roots of the tree remind me of you
moss cover each branch one at a time.
critters crawl around and use the tree as shelter
rain drops the size of my brain splatter on the sidewalk.
this tree is older than my Mother and it's dead.

morning poem

fresh air like fresh eggs.
water goes down river.
barns and red barns and hay.
cows will dance all day.

you would think this house was dead if you saw it.

fingernails longer than my life.
shit in her teeth.
imagine a glass eye.
rotting flesh, dead bones.
the lady that moved next
to the Pet Cemetery.

knives for breakfast.

paint jobs worth two dollars.
spoons and forks galore.
mint on your peanut butter and jelly.
the steak is on the floor.
cars that swim and people who turn on.
triangles are my favorite shape.

paying no mind this year.

orange polka dot dresses.

purple blouses.

grey dress socks.

"enter" said the mouse.

late night dinners

and early Death.

roads that never end.

2010.

same shit same day.

writing the same words over and over again in different patterns.

realizing you say the same shit every day over and over again in a different pattern.

checking the mail again every day over and over again in a different pattern.

no punctuation poem

i wish i was as smooth as jazz and as beautiful as the Earth.
i know my time will come. i know i will shine brighter than the sun.
i can see the angels smile down on me while the gods rain their Love all over.
don't get too caught up in the world my dear, It is a scary place. 
Love only deeper than the ocean and take quiet steps.

a Tuesday Headache. 

yesterday's lipstick.
tomorrow's thoughts.
tonight's dinner.

my dad is dead.

i smell my mother on Monday Morning and I taste my sister in the New York night.
my brother, I feel him in the Summers Hottest of months.Don't worry about me.
I am free dancing, to be kind.

my friends are like a useless lens.

let's count to four together and hold hands about it.
i love the way you sing of me.  I want to imagine
your voice on top of mountains. Dancing to only 
my existence and dancing only to my sound. i want to
sleep next to you with my cat in the middle. don't get
upset because I hate mustard and don't hate
me cus I dislike salt. my left shoe is always united
and I never wear socks that match, I want you 
inside my suitcase, helping me pack cus I
know I'll never be back. 
my friend.

okay.

golden sunset skies fill my eyes, while mister nyc soothes my soul.

iced tea and vodka makes me happy in this  afternoon.

crooked smiles and generous words.

happy thoughts will cut through my mind, i love you.

the river takes me your way, and I can't help but feel great.

excuse me while I dance to the instruments playing in my living room.

i love you, i love you, yes i do.

santa marie.

my mind doesn't know what to do. 

make a dead man sing songs of love to you in the bathtub.

don't forget to take the dog for a walk.

can  you feel my love in  your belly. 

my baby has gone to town cus she likes the way

you make her sing, don't forget that. and don't

forget your love at the door.

my love for you will last one million times more.

ice cubes floating in my mind like dead thoughts.

GOOD GOOD TIME TONIGHT

THIS SONG GETS ME SO FUCKING PUMPED. I HOPE IT DOES THE SAME FOR YOU.

ENJOY.

it's almost August, so smile.

smiles on smiles on top of the world.
today feels like I was born again.
that first sip of fresh air through
my veins all the way to my toes.
there is no reason to show why
my smile glows. but i don't ask,
i just smile. today feels like the
first day of a very happy snow.

bathroom break.

twelve shades of gray whisper across her face.
eyes glowing like the midnight moon, mouth so tasteful she can barley sleep. 
night time crickets will lure her in, the bed across the hall is where we will meet. 
don't forget the whiskey and don't forget her heart. 
she will bury you deep within her soul. 
you are already gold.

i only ate lunch today, fuck.

Filtered water makes me throw up. 

I need a new toaster. 

I'm washing only whites right now.

My cat is trapping me in the living room and my door bell is ringing. 

Fuck having white privilege. 

I want to see everyone together at once. 

Happy.

I know this will never happen. 

It’s what I want though. 

Someone pray from me. 

I’m on my 4^th beer it's not even 4 pm. 

My mother hates my guts. 

My sister wants my clothes. 

My brother wants a place to stay but I only have a one bedroom apartment. 

I need more weed. 

My step dad died last year. 

Thank god, it’s Friday. 

I’m craving thanksgiving.

weird

Saturdays are beautiful this year. The sun is shining so bright my soul is full as it finishes the last drop of sunshine. Trevor Hall is definitely playing right now. Just because you told me, not a lot of people know him. Now I wish you were right next time. We could share this song. We could share this sunshine. We could share happiness in that very moment of our lives. I wish you could come over here. I wish I could just stare at you for a while. Maybe forever. You said we might not make it out of this alive, and I believe you. So I will be waiting for you at the train station on the 7^th day of late September. I look forward to that day.  

old.

The day before June 1st

I just called you.

I left you a message.

Today I realized I want to become obsessed with your thoughts.

Please don’t take this the wrong way, it’s the truth.

I hope to hear back soon.  

didn't exist

thanksgiving dinner served on the beach with a touch of surfing.
don't mind the shell phone in the bathroom and the hot sand between your toes.
gravy is being passed from the left and wine on from my Randy Right.
forks, spoons, and knives.

playing love songs under the sink

sugar on your tongue. and love on your hips.
don't look at me with those lips. 
i want to feel the inside and i want to be there
for just one ride. don't leave me behind but
don't wait too long. i want to hear you say
my name in the pouring rain with only
love on our face and sunset eyes. we will make
it back in time for dinner so don't worry about
that. just follow me and don't look back. 
hold my hand and trust me, you can't ever
run from your heart

yesterday and i know it's today.

exploding tires and chasing the weed man.
Fridays can't get worse. I know it's Saturday still.
But this was just last night, I saw the real you.
Just last night I got to be with just you. my hair
is still a mess. but i should have it done before
next weekend. i have a lot to come in just a few
days. I will learn a lot in just a few days. like
how the fuck to walk around without looking
lost in the City with my hot sister. Cats meow
to the ten pm Moon, and my bird is yelling
my name. I see the planets close tonight and
the tomato plants grow better in the dark night.
spiders crawl across my mind tonight.

sometimes thoughts

sometimes i repeat myself and i don't mean to,
sometimes i know i make no sense and i don't mean to.
sometimes i'm a bitch and i don't mean to.
sometimes i hate you and i don't mean to.
sometimes i want to kill you and i don't mean to.
sometimes i annoy you and i don't mean to.
sometimes i want to disappear, really really far away.

poem

drunk painting my love for you in the winter shower.
find me naked at three am on Main St with my pink blanket in my left hand.
no one will know it's me though. like a mystery and the color black I
will be able to blend in better than Death. gravel under my teeth and grass
in between my toes, my love for you shows. everything is breaking apart,
bring it back to the start. i don't know any other way, so please
don't leave me. sweet memories and moments yet to see, don't forget me.

i need a restart on today please.

some days, especially ones like today,
they just slip through all the cracks
of time and nothing gets done. the day
will just begin and i blink once, and 
it's bed time. dishes are clean, and the
carpet looks great. but what did i
really do? besides sweat like a dog
in February and lounge near the living
room. 

thick heatwave. 

warm summer nights that whisper in my ear.
my life is beautiful and as yellow as the July
heat. a beer in each hand and my front door
is gone. my neighbors already called the cops
on me. and my cat is dancing on the ceiling.

i could die here it's so beautiful

 i really wish there wasn't a lady in the back of this one.. whatever she was standing there forever

weird brain cells talk.

think about life as you would see happiness.

don't let anything bother you, smell the flowers

of heaven and smile. talk to angels and 

understand that we are all here for the same thing.

love.

so don't go around and cry honey, just open your

eyes and explore this place. you will find love

in the lady with the broken heart and you 

will find love within the homeless man in front 

of the co-op. and i know you will 

find love with all the creatures that crawl.

don't limit yourself to one, and give yourself

to all. make smiles, not dead humans.

don't even know.

nature is my middle name and you are on my brain.
don't worry about the broken window, i have striped curtains.
I'm going to be making pickles tonight and the cows will
take a star ship to the grocery. watch out for my mama screaming.
she will be at the Liquor Store from nine in the morning till
midnight. cow bells are my favorite after Mondays. you'll find
me dancing in the bathroom till my brain falls out. Don't call
me to dinner cus I won't show. and I don't want to make you
cry. my eyes belong to the wolf inside, and my legs are the
elephant's heart. when i talk i know it goes in one ear
and right out the other. so you'll find me silent all of the time.
silent like the black night Tuesday.

Saturday Dreadlocks.

beat boxing on Saturday, my mother just died.
Matis is my secret lover and i want to read your last poem over and over again.
salt and pepper to my right and the world's biggest cliff to my left.
tambourines are beautiful, as beautiful as your love and soul.
I will drown myself in the bathtub on Friday the 13th of next year.
please find all my belongings under the oak tree at mom's.
don't forget Molly is buried there with Kaiden. worms fill their
eyes in the depths of the earth. and their skulls are decaying just like my molar.
Crowns are on crows and crows are on the cows. today is going to be
a weird Saturday. 

saturdaze vibes;)

hear me with your eyes.

psychedelic cheerleaders and neon lights will fill the air.

Hearing gypsy jazz and speaking French. I could only

Communicate through my sound, through my music.

I have no concept of time when my mind is lost

In her electric love. the lights will flash green and no 

will approach, my love for her is gone. just like 

my mom.

necessary experience with love.

Nothing will hurt you baby as long as your with me and as long as the sun shines

at 1 am while you cry. And I will hold you forever in my bare arms. I will love you

till my soul hurts. I don’t want to see you like this anymore. Sad lipstick smiles

Goodbye, don’t forget your sunglasses next to the nine.

sideways smiles.

Red sidewalks and fresh lemonade.
Cranberry sunsets.
I want to watch you melt in the fall, with my
frozen heart in your hand and all.
Please don’t yell.

FRIIIIIIIDAY :)

life advice for a dead man

today a dead man came up to me in the cemetery and told me a tale.
he said don't ever become stale, don't ever forget what you love.
don't forget where you came from, and don't forget who loved you.
he said don't question the love that comes your way and take every
happy smile. today i met a dead man named Nelson on my walk
and he gave me the best life advice yet.

if his name was Doug.

He lives in the city and he sings to the birds as his full time job

He wears two different color socks and flip flops with the socks.

He has a beard but it only shows in the winter time.

He drives a yellow truck with a dog smoking a cigarette out the back.

He only sings to me when I’m blue, and he wants to marry me.

small poem

a frozen love song is what i will sing to you.

i want to hear you say my name after midnight.

please don't mind me, i find myself annoying

from time to time.

as perfect as summer rain and as lovely 

as a silk rose. I love your name, and i 

want to know your life.

beer cans

don't mind me while i stare at my elbows in the corner.
sooner or later the angels will rain down, and then
finally we will hear god give his speech about some
bullshit. don't forget to order the take out and I will bring
the trash out. the worms are above the surface right now,
if you go outside and listen, all you hear is hot, slimy
crawling.

firefly faces

late nights thinking about years ahead.
and later nights thinking about years before.
the past was so precious and so sweet.
i miss faces of old friends, and i miss smells,
i miss going to certain places with certain people.
sometimes thinking about the past too much
can make one mad.

greetings from DreamLand 

miles away, you are resting in your nest.
sleep tight and dream of sugary faeries and 
lollipop angels. please dream of my face,
and don't forget about me when you are
in such a lovely place. i want to dance
around the sun with you and see Pluto 
out our door. so dream as much as your 
soul will desire tonight. and don't
forget to grab onto the legs of the
precious lady angels that will greet
 you in DreamLand....

WHAT THE GOVERNMENT THINKS, PROBABLY.

FUCK WHAT THE PEOPLE WANT
FUCK WHAT THE PEOPLE THINK
FUCK WHAT THE PEOPLE SAY.

lie to the kids

roof is leaking, the tears are pouring on in.
close all the eyes of all the kids inside.
make sure no one can see what is happening.
I don't want them to remember this.

taylor.

silver car trips to the Roman tattoo shop.
matching turtle tattoos and book stores.
book stores like black ravens.
oh how i adore you. times like these,
i don't want to ever forget. my secret
hero, and she doesn't even know it.

i love you taylor.

THANKS MOM....

makes no sense.

someone is eating brown sugar oatmeal right now, which in return reminds me of your face.

someone is singing sweet songs of love right now, which in return reminds me of your face.

someone is dancing in the kitchen right now, which in return reminds me of your face.

oranges.

i wish i could play the banjo with my toes 
and i wish i could wear my hair like yours.

dirty fingers will wander, and find my
way into your pocket. Don't mind that.

brown eyes and autumn leaves, someone
stole my wife and my cat. can't find that?

WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS

WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS

??????

poem.

purple skies and midnight times fill my mind.
all i want for dinner is your love and all i want
for breakfast is your soul. look me in the eyes
again, tell me everything is fine. don't leave me
like you left last nights beer, empty.

the truth

kill some time together.

driving for miles, i will drive into the sunrise.
all i want is to feel your skin one last time.
all i need is to hear your soft voice one last time.
meet me on the bench for the best evening.
don't forget your music and smile. we run with 
the wolves tonight.

early

The birds are chasing each other into eternal sunshine.

The grass blades are waking up for the day.

The flowers are opening up their eyes.

The air is warm and crisp.

It’s a Tuesday and I’m smiling.  

shine

And if I want my golden soul mind to shine, 

it will. It will shine as bright as my Mothers happy smile. 

It will shine. Even on the darkest days, 

you will see my soul shine. Don’t take this away 

from me please don’t.  

ice cubes

the soul of this women was created in a bird's nest.

grey skies paint this picture and the baby is now awake.

don't mind me, while i dance in the living room.

stars are out to play tonight.

the moon will be gone by tomorrow,

so please start your praying.

I love the way the grass feels between my thighs.

I don't want you to die, I don't want to die. 

pretend my voice is an ocean and you are a fish.

mhmmmmmmm

dinner's ready.

tripping on ice cream spoons and getting distracted by your words.
my imagination is full of surprises and i invite you on in.
please take off your shoes before you enter, and remember to be quiet.

poem

time is making no sense,
while it slips and drips 
down the side of my mind.
don't try and save me,
i am way too far off.

stop the madness.

crying enough is enough.
revolution is all we have left.
don't make the mother bury her children.
and don't make my neighbor
kill me. i want to be alive,
i want us all to be alive.
so throw away your television.
and move to the woods.
forget what the radio tells
you, everything is a lie anyways.
take back your pride, and believe
in everyone. don't judge on
the color, or the size, or the age.
just love.

queen of hearts

you taste so right reminding me of silk honey.
i want to smell your love and see your words.
don't ever forget me, while i drift away for a while.
i will come back, don't worry.

thoughts i can see.

coffee stains my left side brain,
while my head rattles like snakes.
don't mind the mess, thoughts
are scattered upon us.
noises are saved in little hide
away boxes inside my mind's
storage. colors are in clouds above
the iris in my eye. memories
are on fire in the corner of my skull.
all i hear is nothing when i
see your mouth move. instead
of words, i can see music coming
out. your whole life is a musical
composition that plays when
your words don't speak to me. and
i am the only one who can see
it.

spoon shaped rings

West Main street roller skates.
dinner in the downtown park.
meet me at the dusk sunset &
we will dance into forever love
together.juicy peach lips and a strawberry kiss.
i will forever remember your taste.
thanks.

HOW OLD ARE YOU????????????????????????????????????????????????????????!

CAGE THE ELEPHANT.

this band is so fucking incredible live. go see them if you can. it will be worth every minute of your life. i swear to god. 

So it goes in one ear and right out the other
People talking shit but you know I never bother
It goes in one ear and right out the other
People talking shit, they can kiss the back of my hand

Now I know I'm not a saint
I've been a sinner all my life
I ain't tryin' to hide my flaws
I'd rather keep them in the light
They want to criticize, scrutinize
Cast another stone
Burn me at the stake
And sit and watch it from their throne

They say the devil is my pal
I do a lot of drugs
The crowd will only like me
If they're really fuckin' drunk
They think they know my thoughts
But they don't know the least
If they'd listen to the words
They'd find a message tucked beneath

poem.

love me like a jellyfish.
love me like an apple.
love me like a Tuesday.

loud tuesdays.

lollipops.
frozen coffee.
sneakers & a dress.
early.

  what we all need.

 dead sea dance

please get out of my head, while i drown our car in the river.
i know this will make you cry, so please don't waste time telling me.

i will smile when this happens and when you say goodbye.
just walk out the door, just like you did after last night's dinner.

this isn't any type of game. and i know you've told me many lies.
i will wear a red blouse and paddle out to the sea.

tomorrow will be the last day you will see me.  
your name is pretty and i will sing it till you die. 

let's kiss one last kiss in the midnight mist.
i want to hold your hand forever.
i want to go to space with you.

 what i want

all i want in this life is to be as happy as a bumble bee.
to be as bright as the midnight moon.
to be as strong as the ocean's current.

 give it all back.

don't want to be the one you left behind.
the one you get to love one last time.
don't mess with my heart anymore.
all this love, all the love on the kitchen floor.
look me in the eyes and tell me only lies, cus
I know that's all you been doing.

the love clock.

oh, love sweet love. 
that's all i want. he 
tells me he loves me.
he claims to give 
me the world. he's
always there. he's 
always on my mind.
i know his love is 
true. sad like a jazz
love song. he loves 
me and i know that.
he leaves me love
messages. he calls 
just to show me truth.
my heart melts when
i hear this. but i know
his love will leave me
in the pouring rain 
at 2 am. 

but today i'm not strong, so lay me down with a sad song, and when it stops then you know i've been, gone too long.

 cows and skies around town....

 some more photos from ny, somewhere...

 ny

camp read.

ok.

pink straw hats sit on each ceramic turtle head.

you can fry your brains out there, it's so fucking hot.

don't bother watering the lawn cus it'll be dead tomorrow.

let us swim to the avocado moon tonight.

i know a guy named Oatmeal.

90s hip hop and girls wearing baggy pants.

i love the smell of mac n cheese in the morning.

silver rings that decorate all ten fingers.

and bells in her hair.

yellow labs answering my cell phone,

while the news report is telling me death.

no one likes the truth poem.

no one likes you when you are sad.
and no one likes you when you are mean.
no one likes you when you are happy 
and no one likes you when you are white.
no one likes you when you are right. 
and no one likes you when you are wrong.
no one likes you when you are young 
and no one likes you when you are old.
no one likes you when you are a liar.
and no one likes you when you tell the truth.

frogs that hop.

thrift shop stops.
boots with holes.
bees that sting.
recycled ex lovers.
random camp trip.
annoying babies crying.
table lamps on.
ice blue eyes.
early midnight snack.
mean, lame Monday.

melancholy monday

sad Mondays: this week will be lame.
i hate when i cant shake this feeling.
all i want to do is cry tears of sadness
while i watch my fish die.

i cant handle much of this sadness any longer.
it makes my days long and black. my mind
should be singing happy thoughts. Not sad
tears of pathetic situations.

Pray today goes fast for me.

fcking love this human & his words

 messing around in the backyard ...

the lonely green beans

no name

Green Tea Avocados. 

My head is pounding.

Vodka made me forget.

in my abode now.

Guitars make me smile while the sound of this song reminds me of your beautiful self.
I can still taste you on my breath and feel you on my teeth,
Don't worry about tomorrow and don't ask me about today.
My comas make no sense and my hair is a complete mess.
Inconsiderate assholes: most of the world around me these days.
That's sad, cus I wish of Peace and Love and Futures for all.
I wish that we could all dance together, no matter our color.
Everyone.
This is a weird one.

THIS SHIP IS TROUBLE ONLY CUS THIS SHIP WE ARE ON IS SINKING

mhmm..welcome home.

all our minds are loosing themselves while time is down the drain like my brain.
i want to wish him a merry Christmas but I know he is Jewish

my favorite person is Jewish and she is pregnant at this very moment in July time.
Amy Winehouse sings to me while my dishwasher sounds like it might explode,

The shape of your mouth erases all the bad and only happy thoughts will
exist. This red headband is making me feel like a ninja.

revolution

 we can't be friends if you hate music and dancing and paintings and love and beer and oranges and black berries and sunshine and weed and rage against the machine.

what day is it again?

i wish i could marry Frank Stanford and sing like Matis.
when we meet again i know i can reconnect with this.
it just makes me sad to live here knowing i cant meet
you cus youre dead. The things I want in life and the things
I see potential in are so old and the ideas just get brushed
off like my cat's fur. I know you want me. I want you 
too. My body is nothing but a symbol.Follow my words
don't mind my look.

gotta get my fix too

beards remind me of sunsets and goldfish and hoops.

which in return remind me of you and Hawaii.

I know you still live your life like I don't exist but I 

don't mind. Cus in my mind you are dead.

The key to my car is missing and my library books

are overdue. I can't seem to find my thoughts lately.

They are all over the place like this pastel rainbow.

BLOOD PHOTOS

For one second the only noise I hear is my fridge and my breathing.
all the laundry is drying the dead mans body that lies on my closet floor,
I don't know if I should call the cops or take more photos of the blood.

1-800-HELP-MYSELF

no hate

one day we will rent that creepy motel room together and one day we will make sweet love and one day we will remember all the memories we made.  but for now, don't leave me and don't wonder. just be.
please.

i don't know what to say or how to do anything but all i know is i love you 
and i love beer 
and i love music
and i love weed.

i just learned how to video chat.

sticky fingers in my pocket while i wipe off last nights make up
I want to feel the way you gazed at me again. I want to see you smile again.
There is nothing new for me to say so I leave it as is.

Nights will turn into days and days will turn into years.
and nothing will get done and nothing will get said. If
we are here together we minds well smile.

Don't get upset when i slam the string cheese in the door. and dont
get mad when the dog pees on the floor. i will give you all i got and more
don't leave the stoop and don't look back. My love for you is on the
kitchen floor scattered. Come and get it.

dishes are finally done.