its a tic tac tea party...

its for you.

oh yes it is.

you think im like a crushed lightbulb.

more like the electricity is just out.

its like a yield sign.

more so than a stop.

seemingly.

white kleenex.

adjustments of a certain sort.

its good i suppose.

compromising on your values.

draft out the future.

it wont be like that anyway.

i need an h.

its ridiculous, but you seem to understand anyway.

i reread the discussions.

they were like lightning.

now is more cloudy.

grayness.

dust off the old shelves.

piece by piece.

java hopes.

list of possibility.

green dreams.

oh to be there.

group together.

wonder of wonders.

the soundtrack of your life.

i light.

two peas.

in a snug little pod.

preview the next steps.

watch where you stand though.

its all so tied.

honey lite.

hello team.

i can't wait to see you in action!

sweat your life away.

round and round the track.

its a nice return.

the door is open.

you choose.

pose in the backseat.

its all quite strikingly vivid.

its like watching yourself go up and down.

up.

and eventually down.

because someone once convinced us that is how things work.

i assume this is our form of communication now.

a giant battle.

lost or won.

i really cant say.

a complete detox of body.

private practices.

forgetting the words of mantras.

and saying.

the chorus is beautiful.

the thought is there.

who knows about the belief?

go through the motions.

watch your reflection.

dont dive in after it.

yes its been nice.

polka dot dreams.

not so vivid.

they are flowers walking away.

none of this seemingly matters.

my mind goes to one thing.

no, not that.

the other.

leave yourself.

can i just not do things for you?

didnt i tell you.

i could have sworn that i did.

i knew you were around.

but you didnt seem to see me.

not a stalking move.

just a recognition problem.

i would suspect.

who knows whats in the gray matter?

its probably a fresco of bland images.

midnight trips.

the hot chocolate is warming.

in more than one sense.

reconnection made.

maybe this is a good thing.

be wary.

because all things do end.

good and bad.

i dont recognize the person in the mirror.

the images in my head are bitter.

at least the tunes are good.

and the words from some.

others not so much.

be careful.

you don't want to fall off with that last step...

secret 'leos' gnomes..

wafting day.

i dont really recall what occurred.

it's pretty far off in my memory.

i remember this used to be a daily thing.

now its more bi-weekly.

pull yourself together.

care package goodies.

no, i haven't been to the year 3000.

i probably never will.

please don't go bald.

bad news.

even worse conversation.

how awkward for us both.

split the line between hello and goodbye.

talk fast.

racing speed.

18 years of not listening.

contradictory.

no im not a schizo.

thank you very much.

cueball. you make me laugh.

"crazy for feeling so lonely..."

oh wait except not.

tunes of rockin frequency.

shout-out. love.

welcome back to the old abode.

oh yes, it is nice.

get to work.

the books lie ahead of you.

wherever did that to-do list go?

away with the time i suppose.

the glass and plate ran off with the clock.

the clock was tickin.

an 80s beat.

it perplexes me so....

i don't need to do anything for you.

but i will.

hello bwe.

it has been a long time since we spent a half hour together.

pull the thread through the paper flower.

oh thank you for the hospitality.

it was much appreciated.

leaving off where i began.

although at a different time.

of course.

seemingly in a hurry.

welcome.

you are a liar.

and i do mean that literally.

ive enjoyed the speech.

tip the hat.

please evacuate the space.

now.

fighting words...

between friends.

are we friends?

probably not now that i think about it.

seek the professional.

no not the psychic.

hello, ill be your partner.

i have no clue who you even are.

off and away.

welcome back.

to you.

common room fun.

a room of windows.

and possibilities.

do you want to hurt yourself?

good intentions.

worse mood.

leave the light on.

ill be around im sure.

chocolate decadence.

im surprised i spelled that correctly.

its like adherence to actual rules.

wake up sir.

they are waiting for you.

actually you need them.

its not really the other way around.

rejection...yet again.

its a lovely apple.

knots of the back.

like a porcupine should lay there.

make the reservations.

soon enough.

love.

heath ledger rip.

goodbye to you.

you join the crowd.

we will all be there soon.

"as you are now, so once was I...as I am now, so you shall be"

we rock....calmly and passively.

so bang the gong.

start the band.

or just listen to the nature around.

whatever it is that you care.

i'm not over the situation.

its a constant thought.

a clean slate is too tidy.

id rather the dirty messy one.

or would i?

slacking around.

watch the toast.

its looking for you.

young ones around.

curious stares.

and tight grips on life.

oh what the world will be for you.

hi...er...again.

i feel like weve never met.

or perhaps it was my previous state.

an attitude left behind.

i'm different now.

so are you.

but i guess were all related.

its like sullen disagreement.

i love how you accept the bullshit.

listen more.

ive lost myself in my world.

or maybe im lost in yours.

yours is a collective.

because theres just too much to keep up with.

that i don't care for.

how much can i tell you?

certainly not the whole pot of stew.

it's not going to be perfection.

your going to hate me.

and maybe love me all the same.

as i do you.

but then again.

this just seems like an advertisement.

but im not selling anything.

to the bff, congrats on the contest.

i'm pretty sure this space is all for you anyways.

maybe not all the content.

but the space nevertheless.

yellow hat and a cup of hot joe.

a little kid at heart...

somewhere in there.

my outside has confused my inside.

maybe its the other way around.

vulnerable attack.

leaves falling one by one.

goodbye strength.

hello tear drops.

a crackling hall.

excuse me.

hide in the wake.

of the water.

calm down.

please just calm down.

"its fine."

no, it really isn't.

calls of circling waves.

fear driven steps.

snow fall.

calm with the cafe.

trudging the wet cold.

thank you for the hospitality.

oh shoe lady.

why do you make things so complex?

7.8.8.7.7.

there really was no trick question this time.

we drive down the path.

bags of goodies.

seemingly so.

treck the tunnels.

board the tracks.

its not really a tunnel of gold.

but its the silver of expectations.

thank you sir.

you are a dear hobo.

you look great as well.

pink toes.

no purple.

proof of compassion.

it is to be found.

i love you so much id...

finish the sentence any way really.

in plastic barbie fashion.

i fucking hate you.

you being me that is.

and you.

its all collective.

its like a pogo stick.

i cant always stay off the ground.

are you knowledgeable of your circumstance?

your bullshit is just about enough.

the vulgarity is published.

not to mention saved in my mind.

like a little red man inside.

shaking up and down.

about to strike the bottle.

i hate you.

its pretty accurate.

preview the future.

its clear and illuminated.

cut it off.

just break the glass.

and tear the curl.

it bothers me that you assume this.

why are you yelling at me?

hah.

your not even yelling.

i just happen to be posting the world of hate.

where do you get off really?

you can really just go fuck yourself.

and then get yourself an alias.

let me see.

you know how to hide.

hop the bus.

board the train.

see the plane fly.

whatever it is you need to do.

fuck your love.

and all it is that you do.

because now is over.

oh, but let me just go back.

and say hello to the real me.

you wish you weren't the welcome mat.

but you are.

get over it.

and put a fucking smile on your face.

sometimes you just have to be friends with people you hate.

NEW YEARS my dears.

wafting around.

mexican mustaches.

leaving you behind.

oops. i guess i meant to do that.

hi. your an idiot.

i love jesus.

just fyi.

thats a secret i really don't need to know.

pop the old fireworks.

clink of the old glasses.

oh my, what lovely news!

a gossipy turn.

days of drifting.

and missing.

you just don't know.

but neither do i.

dinner dreams.

new units.

like a blog fam.

meeting the...eh.

haha.

i suppose it was a turn of mind.

or heart who knows.

it was like a torn welcome mat.

the so-called table.

leg lamps.

crazy talk.

ichat mumblings.

the friday numero uno.

prance about.

the art is twisted.

lets share secrets.

among the blinding lights.

moving on.

trail down the street.

group huddle.

were like a team of bandits.

or weirdos.

nice goodbyes.

phone fights.

valentines dreams.

nacho love.

here again.

a sullen mood.

tea buddy.

let's get over it shall we?

eghness is unpredictable.

and undesired.

browse the old shelves.

dust off the hatred.