Tonight i ponder poetrys ability to explain the unexplainble. Now, im aware this sounds quite silly, but i have decided, and i do apologize to the great dark that is the universe and its shouting of inevitability and empty black black empty back inevitible darkness, i am not going to let the unexplainable stop me from attempting to explain. If aliens or gods or the great dark vast universe of black black empty black inevitible darkness happen to be reading this, its the working of the mysterious and often silly human heart, i would tell you to not attempt to understand it, but id hope you could learn to posses the same silly, poetic, and beautiful human sillyness that makes me resist your inevitibleness to resist my sillyness, oh wait.. thats quite the paradox.
Ohwell, more human sillyness i suppose =).

the hunger and the greed.

Its the hunger and the greed. all i know know to do is burn, brightened with the beautiful red but quickly consumed to a black ash. The winds blow the ashes away and taken in the beauty of the wind i begin with the burning again, a viscous cycle of self destructive passion and awe.

who do you love and who do you trust?!

Theres always an emptiness, always want more to burn.. maybe Im greedy, and maybe im healthy, maybe im selfish and maybe im dieng, because theres always an emptiness, always want more to burn, and burn, and burn.

wrote this a few nights ago: 

Oh the wailing from those trees

the wailing from the mountin tops 

and the wailing from the galaxies 

and the wailing from just me...

crying out just crying out for you to feel and be, and then to need it once more..

and youd come right back to me.

and all wed ever do is burn and burn and burn.

dayyy 1

Welcome to my mind, my mind is the abusive member of this family, it likes to pick on mister heart and mister sanity. Welcome to my mind... its a cauldron that bubbles and bubbles and bursts and bursts and if your willing to sacrifice some vital organs a limb or two and some time it will bubble and bubble and burst more and more but im still not sure if thats good or not. Although it matters less when youve already given it your heart. My mind often makes fun of my heart, while my heart just sits and wonders why my mind thinks its so smart.
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You wont mind me being selfish if you stay as big a part of me as your are now.
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