Monday

beer at 3:30


i want to love you like there is no tomorrow
and i want to make you laugh so I can smile.
the world is an ugly place, that is what my
mother says. But if you just close your right
eye and look up to the sky, everything seems
ok. don't let the boy next door take your house
plants and definitely don't let him borrow your
cups. the sugar is where i left it, on the table.
please stir your coffee with vodka and that
wood spoon. when i call be sure to answer
the phone. the difference between us is the
blue sea and you wear socks. rings on all
fingers, ready for our last dance. the New York
Times tells us to stay inside.

Thursday

thorns & bones. 


floating above the Earth
mid evil music fills our souls.
silver and gold
look for mountains above.
shake that bad attitude off
smile, breathe be happy.
you're alive.



rings, things, minx. 

your face came out of the darkness, 
I could finally read those red eyes.
I could finally understand why you feel the way you do,
behind us is the past.
don't stay too long as for the future wants no human.
psychedelic music takes over the EARTH.
the music will show us how to rejoice.
don't be afraid of the men in black,
they're here to help.
give the women at the door the key to your heart.
come home after a long day.
tomorrow will grin at you,
while tonight eats your brain 
this is it. 



POEM.

Submarine rides.
making love to some bed time stories.
the sea surrounds us and it's beautiful.

Wednesday

POEM.

Love is being lost at sea with no music to dance to.
Hunger is the deadbeats we sweep of the streets in the evening.
Life is that one person who will be your forever even on your sad mornings.
Who will wipe away your Monday tears and tell you it’s ok.
Love is the one who has your back when the rest of your pack left.
Hunger is the boat we are on that is sinking.
Life is like the lemon tree that grows sour and sweet.