Generally usless musings.

That isn't worth reading.

anyways

Elk Crossings

Scour through my soul, barren like a desert
Scour with a critical eye, an eye encased in an orb
Cnvassing the tundra in quiet excellence
Life in the arctic circle is opressing
Calendar days full of hollow promises, is harder.
You should of loved me.
We could of lived forever
The ice watchin our every embrace
The ice embracing our eventual collapse.

Pssh, Time for Jerky

Your trembling, why?
The beast moves through you
The beast moves through the shadows
Hold your existence close to your breast
Its preying on your weakness
Don't tremble.
Why be scared?
The beast moves through you a feeling akin to wind
Rain is beating about the pavement, but all you hear is silence
The echoes of long lost silence, slowly creeping up.
Your heart stopped.
Your trembling, why?

In Memoriam

In my dreams, I have you.
In my dreams, you're everything.

I love Cheetohs

If my heart stopped beating today
would you know that i've had loved you?
would you know of the plans i had?
if me leaving is the worst thing that could happen all day, then I'd say that's a good day
I leave on that.

DIRTY SANNCHEZZ

I formed an alliance with the people indigenous to the antarctic
They've sold all thier dreams
some for desire, some for pride
they've carved out places to stay
places they keep thier memories
they show us how it should be
and it's quite comforting to see them go
but it's fine because they come back every year
and until the die out and fade away, it'll always be that way
restless dreams do crazy things to people.

Uncle Louie

Ah, I remember the sick feeling I got in my stomach
when i see a pretty girl walking down the hall
it tingles but feels good
ah, love in 1977
butterflies, crushes and Rush.

I hate you.

I love-
whales hoarse roar tugs at your collar
I love-
lovers hoarse voice slams at your jawline
I love-
ocean spray splashing upon the shore
I love-
the pain rings true, although to no suprise
I love-
majestic summer mornings, each one more beautifully improbable then the last
I love-
thinking about her smile only makes it harder
I love-
cool summer nights, lounged under the splendor of the stars, like mediterranean kings of years past
I love-
ocean side property is what we all should be killing for.