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To kiss a leaf
is to kiss the autumn
the changing
ebbing
flowing
season
To kiss a leaf
is to hold onto
the vibrant
colors of
autumns brisk
nature
a display
of changing
faces
the in between
of summers heat
to the chilly months
of winter
To kiss a leaf is to admit
to welcome
difference
you cannot call
a pine tree beautiful
just because it is green
for what about the
orange maples
or the yellows and reds?
To kiss a leaf
is to ignore
a plea for comforting
warmth
to twist your
hand and dive right in
to the changes
going on below
To kiss a leaf
I must conclude
is truly a delightful
thing
To kiss a leaf
one must wait
till autumn
comes again

I fell into a pile of songbirds
and was submerged in a lulling
sleep
hushed chirps soothing my aching heart

I fell into a pile of songbirds
late this autumn night
It was an accident
I swear by it
but regret is short at hand

I fell into a pile of songbirds
their black bird wings open wide
singing sweetly in my head
of childrens lullaby's

I fell into a pile of songbirds
waiting for my love
and I think I'd rather be with the songbirds
who sing me lullaby's

but alas
I see my prince
astride a white young owl
calling out for me
in hushing chirps
and whoots

so as much as i trust
these songbirds
my love is waiting there
so i must leave these
songbirds
for my knight
astride his owl

King of Arachnids
He dances upon eight spindly legs
staring intently with black eyes
of poison
he hates and he loves
he lusts and he looses
shrieking a curse of
bleeding pain
he crawls amongst dead leaves
fallen trees
and the busy working ants
he laughs
as he sits content
on his web
he does not need to work
like the scurrying ants
he blinks slowly and waits...
waits...
waits...
and there!
The vibration of a struggling
meal caught in the sticky
strings of his web.
'Dinner time' he thinks.
Dinner for the lord of the spiders.

She wore too big,
hand me down socks.
Dirty, old, used shoes.
Too big jeans and too small sweatshirts.
The Girl with a Bird for a Heart.
She had the world
in front of her eyes
but behind the glass she sat.
Outside looking through the
stained glass window,
too scared to go in.
The Girl with a Bird for a Heart.
Her eyes were gray
stormy seas,
bleary red from too much crying
and too little sleep.
The Girl with a Bird for a Heart.
Her hands shake,
long spindly fingers quivering
she tries to touch the window
the red and orange stained glass window.
The Girl with a Bird for a Heart.
She strikes out
against the current
of the monotonous
day by day
searching for a different channel
for her to swim in.
The Girl with a Bird for a Heart.

I am...
Hunger.
I gnaw at your core,
an angry tiger.
Teeth glistening,
ivory spikes on an ivory tiger

I am...
Thirst.
I salivate in your mouth,
a koi out of water.
Gasping for the relish of water

I am...
Lust.
I lunge for my love,
sweeping my tail,
a lion in heat.

I am...
Love.
I am a love so deep,
I overcome death,
following into the next life time,
screeching my eagles cry.

I am...
Winter.
I bite at your heels,
nipping like a mother wolf.
Protecting her kits from the cold.

I am...
Summer.
I scorch your skin,
with my dragons fire.
A fierce, noble creature from the depths of the earth.

I am...
who.
I am the seasons,
the feelings and emotions,
the elements,
I am the world and those in it,
I am the sky and every cloud,
I am the universe,
the stars,
the planets and the Sun...
I am...
everything...
and I am nothing...

I found her sitting,
sulking on the stairs
of my high school.
I sat down next to her
she buried her white head
in her frosty hands
crying tears of frozen crystals.
We did not need to speak
The Ice Queen and me.
Both entirely
different.
Both entirely
the same.
Identical but diverse.
She stood
wiping frosty tears from her pale face.
Vibrant blue eyes staring, waiting.
I know what she wants.
Who am I to ignore?
to ignore a crying twin?
So I oblige, I agree, I nod, I answer, I stand.
Two beings.
Two vessels of beating, breathing life...
caught in an epic flamenco
of love and loss
of heartbreak and lust
of sacrifice and courage.
Trapped in a dance
too mesmerizing, too...
different.
Like Yin and Yang
we dance, swirling
and transforming.
Into the beautiful koi,
the gracious eagles,
the innocent deer,
the powerful tigers,
the humble bears,
all the awesomes
of the earth. We are
no longer high schoolers.
We are gods.
The Ice Queen
and me...
The Night Princess.

because it's my own unique body, someone can have the same jeans as me but no one will ever have the same body as me. and I also love my body because I'm not thin, i'm rather round, and I like it, I always wanted to be thin because I wanted to wear those cute bikinis and strut my stuff around the beach and have a million guys stare at me, but after seeing all those thin people yesterday in those bikinis I changed my mind, they looked so stiff, not squishy like me, and I even spotted a couple rounder people in bikinis, and they looked good in them!! So that's why I love my body, I'm completely and utterly unique.

I heard you last night
talking on your over expensive cell phone
about how I hurt you
how I killed you
how you'll never forget what I did to you

and Ah, Love
I heard you last night
rambling about what used to be
what could have been
what never was

but listen, Love
you are all mistaken
you stabbed the knife in my back
right to the left of my spine
just below my shoulder
before I ever had the chance to shoot!
I have a broken heart scar as proof of it!

Listen to me Love,
you took the guy
and the personality
before I ever fired in your general direction!

I don't care what you believe
or what you think is truth
I don't care if you don't forgive me
because listen Love
I ain't asking for forgiveness
and I certainly ain't apologizing

So go on Love and scream
go on Love and rant
about how I hurt you
how I shot you
how we will never be the same
because honestly Love,
I think you are the one you cannot forgive...
and I think you are the one who is apologizing
but listen close Love
Karma is a bitch
and it's gonna come right back around and bite you in the ass

Taken by the twisted groping hand
She squirmed till he screamed
he begged
he pleaded
he fell to his knees
as she fell from grace
into his cold blue hands
freezing and lifeless she lay
crimson eyes open
towards the approaching violet dawn
she faded
turning to sand and smoke
incense in a desert land
Sweet cherry blossoms did she smell of
and her beloved inhaled
So deep
he overwhelmed and fell backwards
into the black and golden sand.
She was his again
in form of scent and memory
she was his again
even though she fell from grace.
Ever would he cherish the cherry blossom tree
rooted from the sand of his beloved.

I'm dead to the world
can't you see?
can't you see?
I'm dead to the world
can't you see?

I'm alone in this world
and no one seems to see
I'm scared in this world
and no one seems to see

I'm lost in this world
can't you see?
can't you see?
I'm lost in this world
can't you see?

I'm wandering blindly in this world
and no one seems to see
I'm crying in this world
and no one seems to see

I'm hurting in this world
can't you see?
can't you see?
I'm hurting in this world
can't you see?

Find my body among the ashes
find my face in the mirror
find my notes in the bedroom
find my clothes on the bed
find my soul in my converses
find my knives in my nightstand
find whats left
of this
damaged
broken
bleeding
crying
leaking
screaming
dreaming
Broken
Heart
of Mine

She wore her heart proudly
on those red ribbons in her hair.
She said
"No matter where I'm goin'
No matter where I've gone
I'm on this road for a reason
So I better keep travellin' on!"
And she kept her promise
to travel how far
and how long
it didn't matter where
and it didn't matter when
just as long as she kept goin' on

five years from then
I see her on the street
she says to me
"No matter where you're goin'
No matter where you've gone
you're on this road for a reason
so you better keep travellin' on!"
And I kept my promise
to travel how far
and how long
it didn't matter where
and it didn't matter when
just as long as I kept goin' on

I know a girl
who has never known
the affection of a
loving family.
I know a girl
who has no mother
and a father who doesn't understand.
I know a girl
who has lived with a step sister
so terribly cruel.
I know a girl
who's only wish
is to have a family.
I know a girl
who I have tried
to help.
I know a girl
I would jump
off a
building for.
I know a girl
who's tears
never
stop.

I still have
that silly paper plane you sent to me
on the playground
way back
when

It still reads
'You are as butiful as the
twolips in my mommy's garden'
with that adorable silly heart drawn
beside it

I still have
that silly paper plane.
And I am going to
send it back to you
tomorrow at our wedding.

I remember the sun soaked
day
when I saw that shriveled bleeding
mass upon the highway
when I took out my heart in your
shiny new red corvet
when I took out my heart to show to you
when I took out my heart
to give to you
when you took my heart,
snatched it right out of my hands
and tossed it out the window
rolled down in summer heat
I remember that sun soaked
day
when that shriveled mass kept beating
as the vultures descended down
vague threats tossed upon the
blood stained highway
hungry eyes feasting on my
still beating, bleeding heart
when you laughed
and kept on driving
when the hatred and hurt bubbled up
clashing with the tears in the empty spot
where my heart used to be
I remember that shiny new red corvet
pictures of you and me sitting
blissful
on that shiny new red hood
... that breeze...
glued to my padded wall
glued to your metal bars
glued to that shriveled bleeding
mass upon the highway

Slowly now
pages of books torn
poems on ceilings
walk on my walls

Shhh,
don't wake the elephants
the girafees are tired too
the animals went away
they don't like me

little
purple pill
texting makes no noise
white sky

scared
quiet, too quiet
silence, police
red blue red blue red blue

Stop spilling your
white into my crimson
I do not want
to be pink

bright shadows
dancing on dark walls
white on black

blue jeans curl in heat
paper sweats
cat speaks

fire is fueled by water
air is far underground
rock is soft
dimonds are my pillows

silence is deep
to much nothing
to be something
not enough something
to be nothing

Jealousy gnaws at you
chewing hard on your brain
then it moves to your throat
slowly choking you
into a bleak and obsolete silence
then it continues down to your heart
and hammers it into fragments of mirror
on a rainy sidewalk
nothingness, emptiness
then it goes down to the pit of your stomach
making it clench and twist
and turn and knot
till you heave what you just ate
then it creeps down to your already weak legs
making them anticipate running
making them want to run, escape, fall
into a black abyss
Jealousy is the silent fueler for anger
and I have been struck with it

Close your eyes, just picture the scene
as I paint it for you, it was World war II
When everybody was afraid of the Germans,
afraid of the Japs,
but most of all afraid of a homeland attack
We've seen planes in the windows of buildings crumbled in
and we've sent planes to kill them,
and some of them were children!
but still we crumbled in the building!
cold dead hearts
committing countless crimes against
humanity.
The people want peace,
but the leaders want war.
Pictures of soldiers dyin' and runnin'
prisoners of war in their own damn country,
what for?
So stand up
we shall not be moved
except by a child with no socks and shoes
except by a freedom fighter bleeding on a cross for you!
Yes, the lessons are all around us
and a
change
is waiting there
so its time
to pick through the ruble, clean the streets
and clear the air!
A threat for a threat leaves the whole world terrified
blow for blow never settles the score.
We shall not be moved
except by a system that's rotten through
neglecting the victims and ordering the cops to shoot!
High treason! Now we need to prosecute!
Get our government to pull out of the sand
of someone else's desert
and quit the hypocritical chants of
freedom forever
"Someday we'll be OK, someday."
Our egocentric leaders
going of on a power high
saying
"I can lead a nation with a microphone!
I can make anybody go to prison
just because I don't like'em!
I can do anything with no permission!
I have it all under my command!
I can guide a missile by satellite!
I can hit a target through a telescope!
I can end the planet in a holocaust!"
We will overcome.
word for word it's time we clarify
We the People
did
not
want
war!

How do you think it feels
when there's nothing to do
you've put yourself down
time to refuel

drink an energy drink
go out for a run
get made fun of
just for having some fun
your back is sagging
along with your front
your only in your teens
but your already drunk
five cigarettes a day
smoking weed on the porch
thats not me
at least not the last part

my back's still sagging
along with my front
brain to big
beauty not enough

train blows his whistle
I pick up my bag
time to leave this place
where there's nothing to have

get made fun of
from eight to two
friends got crushes
i used too

no body knows
but I'm dying inside
crying in my sleep
and theres no where to hide

shes got him
and hes got her
I'm standing on the sideline
hardly a blur

been abandoned
a couple of times
for them to be together.
just leave me behind.

I wouldn't really care
'cept I wanted him too
her egocentric nature
now rules

I'm a little spark of fire
douse out with the rain
stepped on like dirt
and nothing to say

She's not really my friend
so why do I care?
he's not mine
but it's still unfair

two happy couples
right in front of my eyes
no body left
even a note behind

and I'm in the corner
tears pouring down
no body notices
the girl with the perpetual frown

now I've finally got the knife
all cool in my hand
their eyes widen up
they now understand

but it's far too late
for apologies
no, not this time
at least not from me

I've already had to tell
everything about me
but I've kept some inside
it's my true personality

I wanna be bad
but that's impossible
can't punch for my life
no cigarettes for asthma
so I'll pull the trigger
and make them suffer
suffer till they know what they did

they killed me

Ghosts into picture frames
shadows into glass
torturing me with images
still yet to pass

dead animals on thruways bleed
walls painted white with greed

wooden doors freeze to metal
carpet becomes a lethal weapon

eggs scrambled in the frying pan
ketchup lathered
cheese in hand

school desks overturned in haste
spray paint on the child's face

frozen figures on paper planes
the flyer crashes into flames

laser pointer cannot glow
batteries are now
unknown

servant goes against his master
nine tailed scars on open plaster

juice box thrown across the room
child violated in his own home

angel steps into the light
demon fights
on his last night

green vined wings sprout from crevice cracks
roses bloom in desert sand

hush, the baby is asleep
strangled by his mother as she weeps

colored man gets a beating
from the racist
who is cheating

gay man elected into office
hate mail sent in miniature coffins

vampire steps into the sun
suicide is more known of

teacher turns into his home
bomb goes off
on the lawn

pool tables turn to death beds
watch the world crumble
into a dark abyss

I am a shoulder
to cry on and weep
to confess problems and secrets
too hard to keep

I am a safe
to protect your sins
your crimes
and your demons hidden within

I am a protector
for you to hire
to keep you away
from things undesired

I am a wall
to be pressed up against
a wall to be painted on
formed in finesse

I am what you make of me
I am a chameleon to your needs
face me, use me
hate me, love me
I am what you make of me