Phone Calls

addictions keep me up all night.
caffeine and nicotine,
body doesn't even fight,
up for hours, makes it seem.

waiting to call once again
you seem just a little late,
but it's only 2 A.M.
and this looks to be my fate.

finally hearing your voice.
it's begun a better day,
waiting up, is all my choice,
i wish i knew waht to say.

i really hopw you can see,
these things i feel inside,
and if it were up to me
this would all last, eternally.

Cloudy Nights

No stars in the sky tonight,
no more somber light,
the moon hides behind a cloud,
shading a million prayers,
that it screams so loud.

A thousand pleadings,
only more misleadings,
deal with your shit;
don't ask above for help,
in the thick of it.

'Cause no one can help you,
though this may be past due,
only you can fix this;
you know what to begin
even if things seem amiss.

I'll try to help, best i can
whatever things i can lend,
they're here for the taking,
i wholey support,
these plans you've been making.

12 Lines On Caffeine

stayin' up writin' songs for you,
'cause i've nothing left to do.

layin' there, longing, in my bed,
thoughts beging flowing from my head.

these feelings are here all the time,
emotions I can keep all mind.

wouldn't mind telling everyone,
but after all is said and done.

you understand, i only hope,
not seein' me, no reason to mope.

I'll call you when i get home,
you don't have to feel so alone.

an Ode To Espresso

a soothing taste you leave on my lips
i yearn for a longer kiss
feeling more alive with you here
only to die once you've gone

your dark full body
leeves and empty feeling inside
so fine and rich you are
wish i had a fine cigar

it takes a very special person
to make me feel this way
my mind opens up
to new places and ideas

you have your own culture
one i'd love to be a part of
on of poerts, artists, and conisouers
the norms can't understand the obsession

there is nothing more i'd like
than to wake up next to you
your dense, fragrant aroma
waking me from my nightmare

you're one thing i'm sure of
you can never leave me
never condemn me
never mock my ways

i understand the way you speak
in silence, a listening ear
never offering guidence
just being there for me

and how many have loved you?
such as i love you tonight?
i'm sure the lists are long
from the rich to the poor

you keep the world at bay
bring us back from the edge
keep all our minds moving
as our body gives-way

the genious, sceintist and scholar
can all keep steadily at work
as long as you're there
to keep their brains awake

some misinterprit my love
they just dont' understand
or am i misunderstood?
either way, i'll be back for more

the musician keeps playing
the painter, still painting
a steady hand at their medium
you keep their ambitions strong!

and oh! your warmth!
a frozen night cannot compare
your godly ecstacy
your intense euphoria

you're passed the test of time!
envigerating every man
whose know you're hard touch
your hot, bitter hands

Ho! no drug will compare!
none has a record as you
influencing the great persons
to create and destroy, to love and hate

but still, to me, you'll be
my greatest friend forever
you can't hurt me like the rest
you're the reason for my rhyme!

A Plague

nature rages outside
a plague upon this earth we are;
a plague to one another;
and one in the same within

'lest we begin to feel
these things kept inside
things for those we know
things for ourselves

but these we cannot show
our insecurities keep us latent
what the world may think
comparing to what we know

the beautiful music inside our heads
will never see the staff
nor feel the musician's love
the masses will never cry

must it be this way?
why won't our thoughts pour?
as paint from the brush?
onto the canvas of our lives?

Lament For The Death Of Ajax

You knew all my greatest secrets
You knew my loves and hates
My good days and bad

You've taken it all to the grave
And for this I thank you
It means the world

You' listen to me
Mesmerized by my words
You were my best friends

Feeling what I did not speak
Caring forever more
Nothing; you asked in return

Eat and sleep; all they see
But you'd do so much more
And nothing less

No more will the yard see you play
No more of you waiting by the door
Waiting for my return

You waited till I sleep
Till you left
And this I thank you for

I couldn't watch you go
Nor would I let you
But time always catches up

You've done your time
And punched your card
You payments is due

And I guess I'll believe
All dogs go to heaven
I'll try my best to see you there

My shrink, my friend, my love, Ajax

As You Were Lying There

As you were lying there
I slowly stroked your hair

The long dark strands
Filter through my hands

Perfect eyes, gently close
You quickly start to doze

I watch you fall away
How I wish I could stay

When I finally do
I'll be all for you

We talk about waiting
But I'm simply stating

I'm really in love
I hope you feel the same

Another Day I Spend Alone

Another day I spend alone
Why even call this place home

It's nothing to me, 'lest you're here
But you never seem to come near

I guess I'll have to understand
All I wanted, to hold your hand

Two years never seemed so far
I watch you slip, a falling star

Hope, wonder, if you still want me
Or are you waiting to be free

No one really knows our story,
I guess I shouldn't worry

If I actually lost thee,
And yes lost, is where I'd be

I guess it would end all our strife
And how much an easier life

Another you? I'd never find
Not even anyone in kind.

Ode To The Poet

Oh! Great poets of time!
blessed words of wisdom,
knowledge that becomes mine,
I dwell in thy kingdom!

As the clock ticks on by,
sit, read, contemplating,
who could love thee as I?
to meet thee i'm waiting.

Poems of lust and love,
good days among the bad,
seemiung to rise above,
the sane into the mad.

Yes! Prophets you all are!
peace, war, all at your pen,
you see all from afar,
the highest class of men!

Burn! how your words do dance!
in my head, 'round my mind,
fell in love at first glance,
what a wonderfull find!

Byron! how I admire!
while I read, the room fills,
with all your desire,
I finish, the room stills.

Frost! thy views of nature!
never has it been so great,
watching ever creature,
what a euphoric state!

To you, poets, I shall turn
for you are those who preach,
and from thee I shall learn
I hope you've more to teach.

Red Pen

I miss my red pen,
Where have you gone?
maybe in my pocket?
nope, checked there.
how 'bout my desk?
no, can't be,
where has my red pen gone?
i wish i could find you,
but 'till then,
i'm stuck with my black pen.
so dark, no life, the black flows.
unlike the red that poured,
as the blood from my heart.
pigment taht carried my thoughts,
and brought it too paper,
but as i dwell in the past,
i can see the black will last.
till you come back,
my beautiful red pen.

Untitled I

you pompus little fuck
thou'd better learn to duck

oh! the punches we will swing
and the beetings we shall bring

you had better look behind,
my demeanor is not kind

stay away from waht is mind
or no longer you'll be fine

these aren't the words of a poet,
and i'll make sure you know it.

Phone Calls

Cloudy Nights

12 Lines On Caffeine

an Ode To Espresso

A Plague

Lament For The Death Of Ajax

As You Were Lying There

Ode To the Poet

Red Pen

Untitled I