Snap on your white latex

Protect your guiding hands

Without consent, you begin

To reach inside foreign lands

The owner is vacant

Numb to progressive action

The land can whimper softly, but

there's no reaction

The shaken land grows steady

The stitches shift the plates in place

Spawning harmony and bliss

The land is suited for a kiss

The queen lays peacefully

beside a drill, clamp, and scalpel

awaiting reconstruction...

while the morphine starts to swell

Slide on your night glasses

It's so quiet

can't you see? It's time

We have to try it

We keep forgetting

We are just humans

& it's exciting...

a brush of skin

I have a feeling

a very good one

that I can love it

your brush of skin

I want the answers to them

to these questions unspoken

I'll be myself around you

If you let me astound you

The one I crave so much

he floats above me

He dwells inside an air balloon

Waiting to love me

The science of it all

it disappoints me...

The data lingers in the air

When will it hit me?

First post... only fitted for a song

cheating is your way out of luck

spinning on a wheel of phases

When will you stop spinning out of control?

Always waking when the day ends

When you turn your stage lights back off,

Where do you run to in the dark?

What do you make of your silence?

How will you create your own spark?

You are irresponsible for this

No sense in opening your fist

I won't trust you till it's gone

'Less you're singing your own song

You're irresponsible for this

Swallowing your pills of bliss

Heaven knows the truth

It's in the spirit of your youth

Your youth.......

Touching those steel strings before them

Learn to touch those strings every day

Because if you don't you'll fade away

Holding your good fortune at bay

You learned to procrastinate, hard

As you look at opponents cards

While you pretend to play guitar

and you exhale upon the stars...

You are irresponsible for this

No sense in opening your fist

I won't trust you till it's gone

'Less you're singing your own song

You're irresponsible for this

Swallowing your pills of bliss

Heaven knows the truth

It's in the spirit of your youth

Your youth.......

First Post

Cheating is your way out of luck

Spinning on a wheel of phases

When will a good week land upon you?

Always waking when the day ends...

You are irresponsible for this

No sense in opening your fist

Don't trust yourself until it's gone

'Less they let you play a song

In the absence of a spotlight

Where are you in the dark?

What do you do with silence?

Create your own pathetic spark

And touch those steel strings before them...

And learn to touch them every day

Because, if not, you will go crazy

And that explains your mood today

You learned how to delay things, hard.

Peering at opponents' cards

While you pretend to play guitar

And you exhale upon the stars