The Turning Pages

the turning pages of life continue through the darkness of tonight
walking through snow
the black and white hue we rest our photographs on show no emotion
the trenches we fight in and duck and cover from what we are afraid of
and though we fly through moments we once had
and through the trenches we fly beneath what makes us real

now I am waking up at the moment that I left off before
to the moments I walked through this house
for the minutes I fought the war I knew I could never win
the black and white shades of our past is on show with no season
now that I have something left to show the world
I feel restless in the ways that I could use some rest

the turning pages there is nothing to look back on
now the moments we miss from here on out
we will still be next to each other
the white walls around here can become obnoxious
in the flavor scented way

the black shades around here can become lonely
in the loneliest moments of time

Inventions for the Lost

the shadows
shades, watching the shallow length of our bodies;
the ones we've lost have lost the ones we are,
us, the shallow bucket of life;
we bare witness to the rippers walking into this town,
we bare clothes off our backs for those without backs;
become what I've become
and you'll become lonely
your words will become lost
shattered
forgotten
yes you were there in my past, long before you knew I was in yours
it's all physical and physics and words becoming planetary planes,
sailing through the words you create
so symbolic of the narcoleptic ways I pass out when I become overly conditioned with love;
and you are lost
shattered and forgotten;
or until the day I am removed from being the key to your castle walls

Vermin & Deadbeats

it's safe to say that the both of us here have something new to say to each other
I love you and I hope you stay with me
as soon as these rodents become extinct we will both know that what is wrong has
never been anything significant
"I'll get working on that" you try to say but I can hardly believe a word you've said

if you can reach, you can take my heart, but you are going to have to jump
if you find yourself breathless you are going to need somebody with lungs
because I haven't taken a breath since I've been with you
and if you fall down, somebody else is going to need to catch you because
I haven't been at the bottom since you came into my life

the last thing here in this ghost town is some vermin and deadbeats hoping to seduce us all
with their noxious gas and potent poison
save ourselves, I can't grab on to anything but you

if you say I'm cold hearted, it must because you haven't been holding me close enough
and if you think our relationship is ever shaky, it must be because we are in California or somewhere
where plates collide, because we always work out our toughest flaws
I'll be dead with my heart beating before I can let this go

Party on New Years Eve/PONYE/Pony Up

a thick layer of attitude and vodka kept us all together
uniting people who hate each other in one place
hoping we would all do each other the favor of ignoring our differences,
our big family hates most of our members


I fucking hate the way I had to look at your face to make my night hilarious
I am the skin on the onion that keeps people from crying or wanting to stay away from you
but I am anxious to know that I am peeled far back and they've all seen just how hideous you are
all you want is to be consumed while consuming the only thing that makes you feel normal and alive


we've all got limits,
so if you're going to hold my head down while I pray to a God I know to be existent
than hold my hair up from my face
because the best thing I have to say is going all over the place


carry the torch of king of the throne, that was one hell of a party to show me
what kind of stupid exists in you and how glad I can be to be purged clean of you
you're just a pawn trying to be used, because its all you know you're capable of being worth
and you are just a pony waiting for a standoff with another drink of Jäger

A Dream Too Far

you're not a fad, you're not a collection
you're not a gift, you're a common correction
you are the sear on my chest, fixing mistakes I've made up to now
you're not a dream too far to catch up with

I find it impossible to hold you all night long
when I wake up you are always gone
but you never forget to leave a note on my chest
to make sure I know, you had to go home

you're not the tear in the corner of my eye,
you're not the pain in my heart,
you're the part of my life that keeps me alive,
for your taboo, I am simply a man hoping to keep you around forever

so if this is what you would call lust, then love is a challenge
but we know that love is something different and it is what we have
you were always gone when I woke up, which is when I would sleep to see you again
but that was just a dream too far, keeping me back and holding me down, keeping me away

you changed my game, fixed my path, corrected my lenses, you found the gap in my heart
you built a bridge for you to become a permanent resident, to hide out and make sure you are the
last one
I'm not done dreaming, you are more to me than they all know