Schnucks

we are just two souls that connect so amazingly.
without gender or age
& some how got lucky enough to be family.

i love how resilient you are.
How you stick up for who you are and what you want.
i adore you.

Feliz Cumpleanos con todo mi corazon y alma.

people as blinks & glimpses

pendulum

restricted by these numbers
on my left wrist.

i daily escape and wander to the realms only i create.

this reality isn't confining, but expanisve and undefinable.

private and shared i lust for your fingers tapping on my
rusty hip bones.

your fiery lips spiraling mine into a frequency shared with my
increasing heartbeat.

tick tck tk

this metronome
is bro(k)en.

YMBF

Kam-a-lam

its beautiful to see the places we've been.
i wish i could take pictures of the places we will go in the future.
my mind can see them but they'll be better when actually experienced.
you always make things better.
its with you that my true laugh comes out.
that i smile so HARD my jaw hurts the next morning.
i love sharing my almonds with you. along with the same love nest.
remember the time when it was more then seeing but feeling the energy of the vast earth around us in south fork.
and dont forget about the time you came in on the train.
had a diet coke waiting.
i always do/will.
you are "that" person to me.
its undeniable.
i love you to our 12th planet and back a million times.

YMBF4L

Feliz Cumpleanos.

21 and never looked/felt better.

creature of comfort

every time i go sit outside i sit in the same spot.
every time.
i decided to move to a different spot.
to test out this side.
i gaze into the water beside me im reminded that so much is happening.
things these two eyes cant see.
i'm reminded that there are many things in this life undefinable by this brain.
what are the possibilities. my mind aches.
i am something bigger then what those two eyes can see.
a reminder i needed.

fall-ing

into place and outta shapes i recognize from 8th grade geometry.
thanks for your hard work & for the tender words.
its more then the phonetics it's the way you always say those things that make me tear.
i love you.
to infinity & beyond.

Pin the Junk on the Hunk

sustained.

the puppeteers have a mind of their own as they prance around pulling the strings attached to my heart.
i dont recognize the rhythm & trip all over my own feet.
but as i untwist i can tilt back with eyes closed.
the patterns are still there. the flash.
its only intensified & i hope that never changes.
& that's where my mind floats.
in change.
its there where my hands are hesitant yet antsy to allow dedication.
yearning for touch.
but finding a sense of accomplishment in their difference.
like that freckle.

sPecIaL

i'd <3 one of each.
thx.

crabwalk

grade school shootings wrapped in smoking monkeys.
a feeling of indestructibility as i sink farther in the past.
shapeshifting.
t-rex breaking off the coast of Africa & i'm melting.
such a loss of time.
2 am turns into 5 & these palms watch over me.
the reflection of the full moon glimmers & sparkles on my pupils & talk of aspirations leak out of my guarded lips.
only to soon stir inside of this mess i call my cerebellum that so well mimic the cirrocumulus wisps.

running record

It's been sometime since i've let myself
feel.
this way.
velvet & color enveloping my body that rests on the floor.
the goosebumps still poke through, relentlessly
my mind struggles to stay put as it continuously runs to the 12th planet.
there it is comfortable, free, & fearless.
reality's gravity is my goliath.

sasquatch

thanks for being my best friends and driving out of the way to take me to panera on my birthday.

i won't ever forget the biggest birthday party of all time.

<3

to my fellow earthlings

Come Home ALREADY.

sister-friend

Yeah, but it's STRIDE...

lobo

the full moon brings out the inner animal in me and i just want to howl.

here's a tribute to the full moon that has caged my heart.

O

i'm a circle

in a circle

in another spinning circle.

i could try to stand still,

but what would be the purpose of that ?

sinking

this yellow taste like

dishsoap.

in the same way my face wants to mush into your

stomach.

i will mold you something so fresh, only if you promise to pinch me

gently on the inner arm or with more passion somewhere more fun.

its the perfect reminder that I needed this.

poison dart frog

what's it like in there ?

i bet you're tired.

neurons spinning, connecting, sliding.

so layered and yet in so much control.

you impress me with the things you can do with your lips.

we giggle & sip.

you make voices and i encourage them.

we hug & i feel the buzz from mars dangling around your neck.

so intense & so enticing.

Let's just freeze time the way we did saturday.

happy:

3rd of july to shahan.

4th of july to the USA.

5th of july to uriel.

8th of july to modest mouse.

summer has only gotten better.

if it gets too much better my heart might fail.

bring it on.

"dont tempt me with a good time."