Stereotypes

Pregnant women,
motionless embryos,
heineken and corona,

Trips to Amherst,
loud rock-n’-roll,
two unstable seconds,

Deaths of friends,
perhaps their cruel and
unforgettable ignorance,

Sirens and angels,
madness and blood,
wheels and pavements,

Skulls and sinners,
Saviors and addicts,

The wrong ones are not the ones to pay.

Winter

I love you that your swaying smile follows me around.
I love that you wear the gray sweater whenever
snow falls upon Autumn Dr.
I love that the house smells like fresh coffee in mornings
after long nights of thunder.
Loving you means constantly fighting the
entire world, I know that, and I don't mind,
because Seth,
I think I might have fallen for You.

Spring

When the weatherman announces a
tornado watch and trees start moving in
semi-circles, nearly fragile in your eyes,
When locked in a room for hours,
no windows, only chairs, calculators
and deep fried bananas,
The next best thing besides
Dying alone at the strike of summer,
Is seeing you again, because it has been
Way too long

I'm done writing

Poetry

Listening to your voice
cutting all edges of doubt
What have you done to me,
why would you hurt me again?

Pictures,
the only thing to rely on
when it comes to remembering
The Man who changed a life(time)

Keep doing what you do
make people fall for your art
that’s you occupation.
Take care though

Time Capsule

The simple melody of a piano
Brings back old days, (old nights)
It is sort of absurd, to think about the past
And wish to go back in time.

The Cold And Unexpected

Does the way the wind blows trees in semi-circles have anything to do with medications you take five times a day, trying to make you crazy, or is it just winter?

Your Smell

Seeing pictures of you
Always makes me wonder
Why smells, just like feelings,
Cannot be captured in small pieces of paper

Stupidity

Even if I were the greatest lawyer
Or the most amazing debater alive-
I still wouldn’t be able to justify
Appreciating the wrong person

Just another love song

So you wake up in the morning and realize that she's not around.
And you go to the bathroom to brush your teeth and see only one toothbrush.
Then you walk down the stairs and see the empty chair she used to sit on,
The orange juice she used to drink,
The beers you've celebrated with whenever your favorite team won a game.
And she's gone,
Like a bird moving from one place to another, chasing the unknown.
She could never stay at the same place for more than a year.
You dress up,
The clean shirt she ironed for you, your cologne that she liked so much,
The pants you bought together the day you were honored,
It isn't easy to forget her.
She really knew you.
She even told you she wanted you to join her. You should have listened to her.
You should have told her that you loved her. Now it's too late. She's gone