thoughts & ideas

Your tongue
The one I love
The one I yearn to slip
Slightly pass my lips
With such passion
Behind a kiss

I was recently offered to co-write a screenplay with my best friend about an 8 week summer camp set in Canada. It’s gonna be summer camp like you’ve never seen before. This ain’t no Bug Juice! I’m very excited about this.

Distractions seem to just
Manifest themselves
That’s all
It’s not like I’m medicated
Or anything 

When she smiles
I know she’s mine
With a face shinning
Brighter than the moonbeams
Guiding me home

i don’t write poetry
instead it writes me
it finds its way inside my mind
behind my eyes it works endlessly
scribbling line after line
forming stanzas, two or three at a time
colliding with things i’m supposed to remember
like dates times and other responsibilities
i try and i try
writing furiously with my fingers and pens and pencils and such
while the issue remains to be discussed
how one might pull themselves out from the grip of the muck
and cling to the dream in which they still trust

She said my god your hands are cracked and aged
Calloused and cut and so ever rough
My son where have you been all of this time
Where have you been my son

Ma I’ve been working all day long
Sometimes late into the night
See they’ve been laying off so many men
My work has now doubled since then
I try to keep up
But it sure is tough
These hands of mine
They ain’t that rough
They ain’t that rough

All that I own is located in my mouth
At least that’s where my thoughts decide to come out
My voice
My opinion
My ideas
Or contributions
You could never steal from me

Try as you may
Attempt if you please
But I promise you this
You can’t take my everything
Away from me

And the sun is setting
On the far side of town
As you leave me
With a gapping mouth

I try to yell out
But can’t make a sound
I try real hard
But nothin comes out

And my throat is sore
I never felt this before
And my stomach feels sick
Now that its sinking in

And I remember what it like
The touch of your skin
And I recall your voice
And the languages you speak in

I’ll move on and get over this
But I’ll never forget the taste of your kiss
Or the swing of your hips
Or the swing of your hips

I know a girl who’s good to me
Easy to love
And her lovin’s free

She’ll ease your mind
And settle the soul
She got ahold of my heart
And she ain’t lettin go

I know a smile
And a pair of eyes
That’ll break a man
And force him to cry

She’s all mine
The girl’s all mine

She’s all mine
And I’ll love her forever
Til the end of time

We’re just love and blood and bone.