Ever Onward

There comes a time in the course of the life of all true supertramps, when one must break free from the cages of living, in their many forms, and be free.

Because I cannot for the life of me understand why the caged bird sings.

Gentle Rhythms And Lost Marbles

The gentle throbbing rhythm,
Of my heartbeat in your ears.
Your eyes, reflected in them
Is my form and all your fears.
The tendrils of your red locks,
Swaying in the wind.
The uselessness of all these clocks,
Born in wake of how our time would end.
So doubletake my dear,  and marvel,
At my heart, my soul, my love,
No longer lost like all our marbles,
My loves are one below and one above .

So take my hand and own me,
With eternity as our goal.
So succintly you have shown me,
What it is to have a soul.

Nothing Rolls Off The Tongue Like The Word Sociopathy

Every day gets longer than the thousands lived before it,  your love is like a drug and my veins are desperate for  it.
You've got me wrapped round your finger, your wish is my will,
Anything you desire, I'll go in for the kill
Your every flaw is poetry, and I can't help but adore it, every second spent in absence is torture, I abbhor it.

I need a slick hearted woman and a hot pair of shades, I need white hot lust that burns, and never fades,
She has the quickest of wits, sharp as a knife in the heart ,
She can build you up stronger, or fucking tear you apart.

And like sweet mother Mary, the wind cries her name,
But she's far from a virgin, and no stranger to the game.

But there's no fun in playing, with those who don't know the rules, though most fake it anyway, disguised as  non chalant fools.

Your love is just like a needle, as it pierces the skin,
So I  press down on the plunger, and  inject your sweet sultry sin.

Haikus With Low IQs

Endlessly they knock,
But I will not answer them.
For I am not here.

I drove to the store,
I did not wear my seatbelt.
I live on the edge.

Haikus are to me,
A cheap way to appear deep,
Without trying hard.

I used to love her,
But my ego got jealous.
Once again just me.

The lies pile up,
And the truth becomes smothered.
Never seeing light.

Quotes I Wrote

- There's no one on earth that likes us, cause there's no one on earth quite like us.

- I think they shortened bicyclist down to calling them cyclists, cause the BI part is implied when someone wears that much spandex.

- Once the past has passed us, the present becomes a present, and the future is now.

A Splinter Of Myself

A splinter of myself

Fitting snug beneath your skin.

The only place I know

That I've been dying to get in.

A quiet fear, an honest hope

The courage to be true

To carry on without the fear

Of not knowing what to do.

Without the bars, without a key

I'm locked up in your eyes.

Free from hurt, complacency

And the fear that I despise.

A distant thought that eats away

Like worms within the grave

To rise above through the grace of love

And be someone you could save.

One Million Apologies

I would have apologized,

A million times

From mute lips to deaf ears.

I would come to find

My peace of mind

Some day throughout the years.

With my knees to my chest

And a heart within my breast

Though it felt as though it could break

I will rise and bear arms,

In the face of fatal harm

To prove how much I can take.