Let’s together be wild and disgraceful
Allow ourselves to come undone
Though our passion may overwhelm us
Though our fire may blister the sun
Let’s escape to our secret universe
Where our entire existence is us
Where outside of these four walls
Nothing is or ever was
Though sadness once seduced me
And melancholy held me tight
Now 2am’s for lovers
And Lust’s reclaimed the night
Let’s embrace these sacred moments
Share lungs and single breath
And when the daylight hour approaches
Together die a little death.
Crazy boy fell for crazy girl,
and they loved and loved and loved.
They’d found their match in this crazy world,
It felt conspired from above. Continue reading “The Love Bipolar”
After my first dabble with weed and the delicious peacefulness it allowed my troubled adolescent mind, I was completely intrigued by the drug. Despite my parents open use of it, I kept my experimentations quiet and tried my best to keep it hidden from them. Continue
My relationship with weed has lasted longer than any of my partners, and for that matter, most of of my friends. Our shared history is a fractious one, and to this day remains based on a love/hate dynamic. It is the one thing that is always there for me, yet it is the one thing that I allow to control me and hold me back. It’s kind of like I’ve been in an emotionally abusive relationship with my bong for the past 15 years. Continue reading “Mary Jane and Me”
Here in the middle of this ageless night,
In this tepid room devoid of light.
My mind craves the release of a dream, respite.
But no release comes and I toss left and right.
The deep chill of loneliness carries a bite,
Darkness of thoughts alone cause for fright.
Try to summon reveries that bring great delight,
Beg for positive energy with all my might.
Await dawn’s rise, the most beautiful sight
To release me from this ageless night.