Free time bandit,
Trouble magnet —
Come with me,
Let's have a ball.

Don't need praise,
Don't need kindness,
Fuck plastic sincerity —
Be real with me.

Often chance
Is deaf to want.
Not all who fail
Got to try —
Yet, we waste
The sparse opportunities
We got.

Connect, dissect,
Digest, react —
Opinions weighed
Outweigh
Any and all impressions.
That's a fact.

The endless race
That can't be won —
Our carrousel
Around the sun.

One size does not fit all,
Break all molds —
Embrace chaos,
Trust the turmoil.

A pain, so deep,
So laced in loss,
It makes a man
Forget his heart
And all it holds —
Healing moments
Out of reach,
Locked away within.

It's always crowded
At the center
Of attention.

Emotional awareness,
And a sense of mortality —
So much for intelligent design.

Born and raised,
Schooled and trained,
Well-behaved
Children of society —
Colorless, a la carte,
Pre-designed with a
Chronic lack of entropy.

That thin gray line
Where there's no leap —
When consent
Is talk,
Is cheap.

Scratching hurts
When love agitates.

Existing words, overused,
But never quite like this.
A heart, broken too often,
Never mended quite the same —
A different choice,
A different me,
Time and again.

I'll admit —
I haven't the faintest
What you mean,
But I love the way you say it.

Make certain
Those tall orders
Fit your trunk.

Fuck the norm —
Proper only leads
To guilt and shame.
I'll no longer play along
These rigged games.

Today may not feel right,
But what if later
Is too late?

It's the mind that loves —
The heart but pumps the blood
To sate the lust.

Moments broken,
Crashed info the next,
Wants and needs clashing,
Losing to reality,
Sinking fast into the gray —
Curse my luck, fuck this day.

An other to each other —
There is who we are
To ourselves,
And the stranger
In the eyes of the beholder.