Cover my legs with sand and trample all over my body

I want to bleed enough blood to make sharks take the initiative
to try to walk on land. I don't believe in vampires, I'm sorry.
I just want to kiss girls with green alien eyes, and purple skin.


Pour sand over my legs, do anything
I'm a slut, I feel ridiculous,
pour grains of salt over my mouth
I want kidney stones the size of boulders
bury my body in Austin
I want to be remembered for my beard and
not my beer belly
I am tired of voice mail and student loans
cover me in honey and pour alcohol into
my lungs
I want to be so drunk I can't remember
ever being drunk
fuck it, just kiss me now and pretend we
are in love
I am ready.

I can't help but think about you, damn

If I could describe you with just one word it would be iconic
Damn me for liking everything about you
You make smoking cigarettes look seductive
I want to pour you in a glass of water and drink you
Lately I've been pretending you are all I need, toying with the idea that you could make happy
Pfft, as if
What I'm really saying is I want your lazy body next to mine
Come lay down with me
We can talk about raising children together and other things we might regret.

Lungs

I want to kiss you in ways I have never kissed anyone ever.
I want my existence and your existence to coexist together.
I want to smoke every cigarette you have ever smoked.
I want my lungs to be as black as your lungs.
Your lungs make me happy, I want to caress them and read them love poems.
In fact bring your lungs to me and I will ask them to marry me.
I am dead serious.
I love you the way my generation loves irony.

Kissing you is like watching netflix and I can't wait to log in again

Kissing you is like watching netflix and I can't wait to log in again

I am kissing your skull with minimal force so as to not leave any permanent damage,
like damn I am sorry if I am not doing it with perfection, I am not ryan gosling and no matter

how many times I pray I probably will never be. 

Tonight the moon is full, but we don't give a shit, we watch movies in doors on our brand new tv, the tv is smart you tell me, cutting edge, it has internet capabilities and a netflix app. We watch Felicity and Friends and I get the urge to start kissing you again.

I am shy with the knife, making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches is dangerous business, I hope I can impress you with my finesse, as you take bites of your sandwich I can't help but think,

damn you are beautiful even while you're dressed

I want to bathe in your love till I am sick of it.

asshole

I have never learned to love people properly
I am a vengeful person
I am a spiteful god
I hate all of you
I am walking around the earth
I am walking on top of, around, and over a dozen blury clouds
I am on the sunset strip, it is 1989, I want to stick needles in my arm
Cradle me mother, I am starving for your attention
I will never learn to love anyone
Doesn't seem right
but its all I can think right now
I am in a negative place
I am in a negative space
This apartment will swallow me whole
and shit me out into the internet where I will become a youtube video
that nobody watches, a meme that doesn't catch on, fuck, I am fucked.
Seems bleak, tiny celestial bodies wrapped around my spine, I am bending
backwards, trying really hard, like I am poking you on facebook and everything
seems like I am doing everything right, but maybe my right is wrong to you.
Fuck it, I don't care, I was born to be an asshole anyways.

Sandwich

I am eating a sandwich in your bathroom. The baby is crying. Feels like I am in the middle of nowhere. I hear shouts from the bedroom. I am not suppose to be here. It feels like I am not suppose to be here. There is a sick feeling in my stomach. I am throwing the sandwich in the toilet. I flushed the toilet. Water is coming out of the toilet. Fuck, the toilet is clogged. It was a pretty big sandwich. Turkey ham, Swiss cheese, tomato and lettuce with a dash of vinegar and salt on a hero. I don't know why I flushed it. I guess I am being passive aggressive again. Fuck, I am still kind of hungry. I smoke a cigarette. I know you hate when I smoke in your bathroom. I can hear the baby crying. Someone do something please I think to myself. When the fuck is this world going to end? My socks are wet. You are knocking on the door. Your friends all hate me now, your little sister needs to use the bathroom. I am crying, I don't know why I am crying but I am. I unlock the door as quietly as possible and leave out the window. I hope I never see you again. I hope I never see anyone again. I am going back to the deli.

I want to fuck you in your stomach
There are naughty things brewing through my brain constantly
Fuck you for not having my sex drive
Appetite for destruction
I am kissing my pillow, hands on my penis, I will ride this one out alone tonight
Fuck you for not understanding my weird desires
I just want to kiss you in odd places
This will end badly
But fuck it,
I am almost there
shaking in bed and crying tonight