*Benson Hedges/Opposites at that.

I’m terrified you’ll leave me

and you’re not even here yet.

I’m terrified you’ll leave me

And you’re not even here yet.
I said it again,
I think about it more than once,
It’s a common theme.
It’s almost happened.
A common dream,

See my dreams taunt me,

The give me what I can’t have

And stop me from getting what might be.
It’s a disease a sickness

Narcolepsy at its finest

Fall asleep mind conversation

Mid flirt

Wake up sad

Disappointed

Broken

Over a dream,

And a lucid one at that.

I drop names, and memories

Hoping to forget this

The title of this

Screaming sobbing

I babble about uncertainty

And I hate what I know is true

It’s gone

And it’s a dream now.
We shape it.
We taste it and it’s salty.

Like the way her tears taste.

Tough not to quote Panic!

They seem to get things right.

A far thing

A insomniacs fling

With a girl with gorgeous eyes

Stuck in a world of my creation. 

Graveyard Billings
I took a step back.
If this is a ledge calling out
I pray.
They say two or three gathered

But I am one.

So it’s as none,

A robed man ignores the individual.            

Wake up.

Your baptism was lie.
Wake up.
It was just water.

Wake up.
I’m cynical.
Wake up.
You don’t know me.

Listen as your ears bleed
Watch your eyes fall out of your skull

Douse a monk and light a match

Generally surgery forewarnings.
You don’t smoke do you?
And sex? But of course, it’s a natural thing.
Oh no? And drinking? But you’re only 17

You see it’s a mad man’s world

But with a fake ID

It’s allowed

Permitted

Alcoholically acceptable

and clinically insane.

Drink to get drunk

For the fish it’s to breathe

And the smoke?

For your lungs and eyes for TV

Jump.
I can guarantee what’s on the other side

Is far more interesting than the concrete.

Refraction of Our Nights

You want to see a city

or that of it’s people?

Stand up on a ledge

Or walk,

2 or 3 am 

With a benson and hedge

Either way you’ll kill yourself slowly.

I don’t want to have a 

Reawakening,

A rebirth,

A reckoning everytime I break my heart over a girl. 

It’s lasting,

Laying,

In a car,

Fogged 

And warm.

That’s it.

These memories.

My words

Their short,

Because they’re….

A refraction of our nights.

Cold,

Faded,

Romantic,

Hurting,

Dim. 

Broken

That’s where I end up.

2 am.

In a city that sleeps,

While the rest of the world is up

With someone,

If she is,

I don’t ever want to find out.

But I know I might.