I just want to come out of this as best friends

Jungle Fever

Fever. Burning. Heavy. Fever.
Caught gazing at the jungle, the front yard.
Noise all around: insects chirping, animals howling, leaves rustling.
Movement among the grasses and trees.
I want to know you.

"How are you?" I ask.
"I was doing ok."
"You were? How about now."
She shrugs. Leans her head to the side.
"Well, not so good."
"Tell me about it."
Sigh.
"It's just that regular kind of hurt, you know?"
"No. I don't."
She looks into me and says,
"Yes, you do." 

Lost at the edge of the jungle.
I feel it, the presence of heat in the coolness of the night.
Where do we go from here
Standing at the edge of the jungle
I want to know you.

Walking

A walking joke
A walking goon
I stop walking
Walking again
Who am I?
Who will I be?
The time is now. 
What have I achieved?
As much as anyone.
I can wear a dress.
I can do drugs.
I can drink alcohol.
I can do good deeds.
I can work with children.
I can volunteer my time.
I can make money.
I can build things.
I connect with people.
I look at people and relate to them.
I am a golden god.
I am the scum of the earth.
Flying around the sun.
No beginning.
No end.

What will you pour your heart and soul into?

Exotic Animals Such at Panthers

The leopard
The jaguar; spotted or black
A lion's mane
Stripes of a tiger

Decoration of a feeling
They feel as a being
Hot white vinyl fears
Anger seldom makes sense

Declaration of a feeling
Open plains and room to run
Give it space

There's such a reason to live
I see the other side

Be both be one be the other
Stripes, spots, monochrome
ALL ENCOMPASSING TERROR

Learning about life on Mars, via Mexico

To all the women I've ever loved,
I think of you often
But here in the future I will think of you less.


To all the women who have ever loved me,
You must have seen something in me that I am unable to perceive.
(Pathetic I am I know
Got Damn.)


I skipped school once to go to a seedy amusement park in Indiana where I thought Rivers Cuomo ran a ride called "the Sidewinder"
I had such high hopes then.
I thought I saw Frank Black on a bus.
...
Here I am now.
Buzzing like a 17 year old again,
Martian red and sober.
Yikes!
And so I know...
All is not lost and gone forever.


Funny how things float in space.


Lastly,
To my girlfriend, Laura
I've been sinking lately
I'm bleeding green blood from my abdomen
How's that for irony?


Don't bother calling me tonight.
I'm trying to pick up chicks by playing rock and roll.
I am a smoking cigarette.

porch game

collect all the glass

farm boy, farm hand