Tuesday, August 5, 2014

8.6.14 (poem or something)

Polar bear white
Brushing my teeth tonight
Letting my gums bleed

I ate birthday cake
Blew out the candles
And wished for parking lots
And worn out movie stubs

Thinking about the first time I heard her say my name.

Eyes close, eyes open

Nothings changed.

Friday, February 21, 2014



Cheetos will never make you happy
High fructose corn syrup
I dance them around my tongue
Dry swallow
Goodbye today, hello happy tomorrow
I'm thirteen again, making out with pillow cases, practice makes perfect
It's a love/hate thing the loneliness of cotton
There's a polar bear army laying in bed with me
My cuddle buddies
Emotional/physical needs
Text me and tell me I seem distant
And I'll lecture you about initiative, thoughtfulness, space and time
About how frail it can be, all this collapsing
The emptiness between you and me
Feeling fucked but OK enough

I give my cuddle buddies names
Pretend it is normal
Fuck it, nobody is watching
advantage of being alone

Laying in bed watching dawson's creek
Letting the TV have its way with me
It understands without me having to say
"feed me intimacy"

Cheetos will never make you happy
Buy you eat them just to have something to do
And I guess that's OK.

Sunday, July 21, 2013

Try harder

My friend tells me she just wishes she could die
And I can't help but think about a Wikipedia entry
I read three days ago about someone younger and
Way more successful than me.

A year ago I gave up weed for cigarettes. Traded jail
Time for tooth decay, bad breath and cancer.

We talked about babies. I said I'd only consider having
One if I could name it Bruce Willis jr, you kissed me and
I interpreted that as "no dice, baby"

I search Internet porn sites and type in the name of
Various foods. I will never look at donuts the same.

When my mother passed away, I thought about your legs
At the funeral, thighs begging to be bitten, and how beautiful
You could look in the morning, when tired was the only
Expression you could muster.

I tell my friend "it gets better" and tell myself that tomorrow
I will build myself a new heart out of cotton candy and

I write a note to myself and stick it to my bathroom mirror, it reads
"Try harder"

Friday, July 12, 2013


In my dreams the kit kat bar gets 
gagged And pleasured to death by the purple tentacles.

The girl with the pink hair just collects sea
Shells to sell on eBay. 

The ninja just gets drunk  On sake and frustrated by the lack of sex in his

When the koga clan arrive they play beer pong With lupin the third, and smoke weed till the sun Comes out.

In my dreams I am a paper air plane built by a boy With way too much time on his hands, he bites his Nails till they bleed and day dreams about a time when he wjll Never have to live vicariously through his day Dreams.


I am watching anime on a small screen and all I want to Do is punch through every wall I have to till I can fall asleep
In whatever bed/mattress/couch/floor it is that you inhabit 

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

I didn't know what to say so I'll say it here

I didn't know what to say so I'll say it here:

The aliens are fucking shit up some where on a planet we don't even have a name for yet. 

The aliens don't have time to fuck shit up on earth.

"We'll leave earth fucking to the humans" an alien thinks out loud.

All of the other aliens nod in agreement.

I smoke cigarettes and drink beer, I am pissing in a field somewhere.

I look at the sky, I look at you, I prefer you to the moon and stars, really I do.

If aliens invaded the earth I would tell them to fuck off and die.

They probably wouldn't understand me.

I'd say there's a girl I like and I'd point at my chest and they would understand.

Love is universal or something 

Your worth is universal.

I'd kick all the alien ass I'd have to just to hold your human hand. 

Really I would and I try to tell you this but I can't

I mumble the words and say forget it, it's nothing when you say you can't understand me, and I run away and you just keep on keeping on as if nothing ever happened.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

I could give up porn for you (Bruce fucking Willis)

I could give up porn for you...

I want to spoon you as if you were the last bit of peanut butter at the end of the jar, nibble on your earlobe and let you beg me for more. 

Woah being sexy is not my area of expertise 

I want to wear you like a candy bar wears its wrapper 

Do stuff to my body

I want to wake up in your bathtub

There are a million things to watch on Netflix

Come watch them with me

I will wipe up every dead ant that invades the privacy of your car

I will kill every ninja that tries to assassinate you

And if you die, I will play your favorite drake song at your funeral

I don't give a fuck

Finna kiss you so hard you'll feel me on your lips for the rest of your life

Fuck every lover before and after, I want to be your right now

Lets watch Bruce Willis kill Russians together

Die hard in the backseat of a cab

Hold my hand right now

The loneliest feelings creep in when I whisper I want you into a cell phone

I could give up porn for you, I mean it.

Sunday, March 10, 2013

banana peppers

The happiest moments of my life all involve sandwiches

I am eating till everything taste good

The bitter memories and the salt in my wounds

The hunger makes me apathetic

you kick my head then rub my stomach

I am better when I am lonely

I thrive on the taste of the curb

Hold my hand you might tell me

and I wont because I don't feel like it

when my bed is empty

your hand is the only thing I miss