whoa

back into it like i never left.

but was shown the door at an inopportune time

a basic dance for this basic bitch

simple pleasures for a simple switch

i liked it before

but i love it now

the fact that you're gone

and free to have more

keep your smile with you

and the safety in stride

when life reaches out

on the outgoing tide

you will wish you had waded more

and taken a chance

because youll have what you want

sans romance.

to me

she is like a scab

that wants to be ripped off,

an extrovert wound wanting to bleed

kissing girls

wouldn't it be nice

to know how well it seems

that we do from outsider perspectives

the world says youve got it together

but your stumbles might hint

theres a wobble in the stride of a tree

and when you find out

it will have been much

much 

too late.

usuality

today i saw someone get hit by a van

its moments like this that i am confounded
my thoughts wonder about their own reactions.
'poor guy'

maybe this is all to teach me to take nothing personal

after all im quite sensitive
and will over analyze your hello
or goodbye
or fuck you

im fascinated by the dynamic of city life
and repulsed
and confused

in two years this city will push me out
and replace us
with affluent tech geniuses
 so ill get my taste now.
before the milk gets too sour

and the dirt packs too hard

more settlements

im still injured

and ready to bring it up

i need some serious break time, 

or tlc

the waves have been so good

and these glimpses of coming events

causes it to hurt even more

still trying to find a place by the sea

slowly figuring out technique

when it comes to immovable objects

tomorrow i play the drums.

maybe even try to put on a wetsuit

im still so confused by city life.

juggling is not my forte

nor in my interests 

but i keep finding people and things who spark my interests.

and that's cool

pondering ponds

i want to know:

will i ever stop trying to get in my own way?

will i ever drop everything and just do what i want?

am i doing what i want?

will i ever find dreams and futures im attracted to?

am i really uninterested in establishing an image?

would i know an opportunity if i saw one?

could i feel emotions the way they're sent?

might i be looking in wrong places....

for items and people i don't want?

do i really express authentic gratitude?

do i make people feel like they matter?

should i just give up and disappear?

or step into the spotlight and steer.





moving is like jumping off a cliff

and telling yourself, there is a pool of water below
even though you can see one.

a pool of people, who influence the surface of the water
from ice to room temperature.

no more bruises

i don't think i fit into city life

all i can think about is escapism.

and wondering

why can't i just enjoy the moment

...being in pain

...wondering if this will last forever

tomorrow i will try to be in the present

because tonight 

im wiping away my blood

from today

best claim ever

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