poem

Here is my everything for you to break.

My eyes for you to see my soul.

Here is my everything for you to break.

My arms for you to hold

Here is my everything for you to break.

My heart for you to sing to.

Here is my everything for you to break.

purple weird bees.

space in my brain.

my eyes, they're demon black.

city in my eyes, evil.

people here, don't fool yourself.

thirty minutes, punch the clock.

cops come on through,

the dogs too. hide everything.

close your eyes. no bad news.

carpet legs help his fish brain.

cold noses,peanuts and showers.

POEM

things don't make sense anymore
my mother thinks i'm a whore.
there's a man standing at the door
strange and dressed in black but
i let him in. he has the world's biggest
chin. and he is married to a lady named
Lynn.

weird.

create a life to be proud of.

plant lemon trees

own five hundred bees.

stay up all night

you are my light

fear nothing at all

i got you when you fall

close your eyes

and breathe.

POEM

beers for breakfast.
your mom for lunch.
one dozen fresh eggs.

fly with her.

dance free into the wind
into the never ending love.

dive slow into ocean
into her girl heart.

love deep into the forest
touch her soul inside and out.

WHY WON'T YOU RUN IN THE RAIN AND PLAY
LET THE TEARS SPLASH ALL OVER YOU.
-dave matthews