* Kiss Click Bang *

Boo! the wisdom is in the silent, depressing trees,
the soft night blue, gray, black sky ....
in the moon with the face, that glows .....in the stars so bright ...
but lost of self identity, the poetic suicidal words, that linger in the air?
feelings, emotions that crash against the rocks, like the ocean waves ?
but kiss, click, bang the sound of a bullet in the rain, will the sorrow go away ?
Vodka, JD, Whisky, the nights aren't wasted, they're lived ?
the drugs sink in and hit the spot ......
weed, pot sniff sniff meth an coke .....patron, Smirnoff, UV on ICE,
mending the sorrow away ?
shooting the gun or not - fucking or not ?
a rubber condom on a dick, drip drip multiple orgasms in the the sack ?
intertwining together.........
masturbation is not a crime........
but not making your own happiness, could be one day?

Love, drinking, fucking- a rush and thrill- a virgin trying to break free.....
abstinence is 100 % safe
multiply pills x condoms = 70 to 80 % safe?
not a math major- to say at all....?
arithmetic's, mathematical division, chemistry, science and biology ....
= a Soc/phys major were they all intertwine .....
lost in a jar of pure virginity, innocence, pure magic ?
were clocks don't exist ? taking the focus out of the now?
but used and abused, no one will ever know anyone ?
her soul cries, his heart bleeds, the chain of love ?
she loves him, his heart wants her, but she wants that guy ?
so the rules of attraction intertwine with the rules of love ?
so were is the honesty, truth in it all ......

The ELEMENT of LIFE

Believing is the key to the soul an heart?
but flying is the hardest, when her feet are deep rooted?
when her wings are cut? and her lips are swollen ....
for she who does not read, will not be wise?
intellectual, smart, perfect and full of knowledge?
but rather ignorant, not well rounded ......
powerless, useless, and UN educated ......

But running from life
with depression, smoke in an empty Jar .....
like a sweet, sad lullaby ?
but a few dints, cuts, scrapes hurt deep inside ......
as perfection, wisdom , mathematical sex, knowledge,
and liquid writing, become an obsession......
for a pure virgin hoping for better luck in the sack.....
for a rock en roll, poet, sex god .....
so as for being sexually frustrated, to being curious about
masturbation, giving BJ's, kissing a guy, and making love to him ....
it's depressing, when she doesn't know where to start .....

But a murder of the soul and heart ?
for it is in sorrow, melting away.......
as the pain drips from her fingers and her eyes .....
the sadness that slips from her mouth ?
so may an angel save her......
for the stars are so dead, and have lost their brightness.....
but for love is what puts everything together .......
holds it tight, for it always comes back to love ?
when the sun doesn't shine, everything falls apart,
angels can't fly, when the road gets dark, the seasons change,
hope, faith is lost, the world isn't fare, and no one is on your side....
it always comes back to love ........