Lately

and lately
everything frustrates me
the coffee spilling on my pants
the cigarette ash blown on my shirt
the morons around me
the apathy in their eyes
that scowl
people not holding doors open for other people
douche bag honking at grandma crossing the street to hurry up
people not making good on their word
me me me
blah blah blah
fucking alex
get out of your head
because this anger
gets you nowhere
where you going?
nowhere.
whats a guy to write about if he ever becomes completely happy?
no one wants to read happy, self serving bullshit.
you all want blood
you want a fucking riot
drink, sex, heart break, anger, love, passion, electricity, struggle, war, destruction and pain
somebody needs to do something
i can hear my typewriter whimper at night
shes lonely
misses my fingers
my stiff fingers dancing all over her
the coffee cup circle
on my desk
sits empty
i hear you baby
just hold on
i'll be back soon
soon enough
and i'll fuck you
like the worlds going to end
like my last words will be on you
but
i'm at a peak now
but on the way down
it'll be sweet to write about

Everybody Wants to Feel Special

Standing on the corner
occupying my pockets
with my sweaty hands
and flies
shoved inside my wallet
With my pant cuffs rolled high
and I'm waiting for the tide,
to recede into the moon
and let me stand on earth

but the people pass on
with their heads down and wink
and to feel numb i keep drinking,
sipping from my flask
consuming the flies
the rum taste fine
while i keep sleeping
and outside
the world keeps passing me by,
but i don't mind riding
the back seat to life

Sally walks up
and takes a hold of my jacket collar
kissing me deeply
she swallows my inability
to produce sincere laughter
and inside i spark
but she'll never know
because things like that
aren’t allowed out into the air
because they’ll lose value

riding on the train
watching the mountains grow
i think to myself about
how long it takes
to move a hipster west
we pass into a valley
and as the boulders fall
and smash against the car
i open my arms
and
welcome the growing silence

I Was Expecting Rain

rubbing my face,
harsh against the glass
being somebody
nobody.
watching as the leprechauns migrate around me
waiting for my one slip
my one mistake
so they could rob me blind
and beat me
upstairs
god how it hurts
the pain throbs at the windows
the glass bleeds slowly
a shit load of glass hammers
beating the stuffing out of us
us
we
you
me
i
key
uh oh.

Deny ME.

down on suppression plant
leaves breath
quick change mind
i don't mind
below all else
like nothing else
below your sweet stench
i live
like
a mother
fucking demon
.
oh.
yes