nexxt

she wants it her way
i tell her go to burger king
get a job. she says no
i'm lazy
i says oh well, no fun
for you. she says i want
to be a criminal i want to be a bum.

lissen, don't think momma won't move
if you don't get your act together.

i'm sorry she's a sociopath, sir.
it must be the lemon and the tree
a sour li'l cuss.

hey, hayden, mr carruth
remember when you went in the hospital
for slit wrists. i think she's
joining your entourage. or maybe that's me.
so easy to just fake it out


oh wait we don't have that defense
anymore, the "hospital" where you can lock
up the loonies and the toonies
and the people who just don't have
what it takes to conform .
















okay, ummm, this boy.
seeing you this weekend
i realize how young you are
fresh skin, innocent eyed
you shave and i barely
recognise you. even your eyes
look like they did
when i met you

our lives begin to veer
there are memories you'll make
without me. and i'll inhabit
the functions of my life
without you. it will never be
like it was. you don't know this.
you still believe somehow
in miraculous changes
and things working out.

out. that's where it's bound.
oh i still house you in my heart.
you give me home. home is where

our hearts beat, like a distant tattoo
summer time and the livin's easy
rain on the windows, pain at the part.

i've got to have poems for tomorrow.
the show must go. on. and on.


my deepest fear is the loss
when it will manifest. i
can't get there from here i've
already lost you. when i confront that

the fire wells up again
engulfs me in its tears

oh. moving on. it's what we're meant
to do. but you say you love
me
i love you too.