All I'm Good For

Love hurts and thats all it does.
My admiration for you makes you my greatest enemy
My absence from you makes me your greatest interest
Dancing soul through fields of thought, i ought to tell you... everything
so you may now hold all the power and i may crumble and destroy myself over again.
Love destroys and thats all it does.
Your fearlessness for me makes me your passing phase
Your presence pulls me out and exposes my heart to high winds
I become a stranger to myself, re-introduced to someone i left a long time ago
Someone i never enjoy seeing, i wish i were to learn more here
So why not?
Sun's morning light hits my face, soft voice hits my ears
Bruised pride and unsure direction
Love re-builds and that's all i can hope for.
The joy, the excitement, the transient hope which gives way to...
A re-formatted smile & burn just above my stomach
I cruelly am sorry no longer
You truly are awesome to me.
Slow and careful to handle
Love brings me to you.
(for which i will gladly hurt, destroy & rebuild myself for)

- Sleeps

Brilliantly stupid

A touch out of place but placed the only time it can be without risk of deep humiliation.
We bop, shift and sing on the train I laughed and laughed at your pointless questions.
The act is over and people who work here observe our misdirected walk
Fuck 'em, we're on fire and my water bottle won't put us out.
Knowing each other well we manipulate one another for what's best for each other. Idiots on a not so particular mission evolving each step.
We are.
Easy morning. Calm. Blue ocean and subtle beer.
Body tired from fighting but soul no longer in rehab.
Now the war no longer differs win or lose, it's all simply challenges and learning which is what my continuos happiness is based on...
If you can't be smart, be brilliantly stupid.

- Sleeps

Nother

This places me
So here I wonder and wonder off
Not far from mark but enough to forget
Things were good so why risk the comfort for hurt?
Place me in a hold with no breath
Hold me until I am fatigued
Holding out for affection and kind words (that will not come) my fists can close no more.
With humour and slight of hand I may still adore but placement a far my hope fell more
Does this fate end with a clown at a bar?

- Sleeps