long time, interpretive dance
you bludgeoned your way through my menial existence
and mental discriminations and indifferences
I'm believing in you again

when you beat Harvard
possessing that one prodigy of a girl
whom I admire and abhor (but actually adore)

I'm around you again, though
Business beat the shit out of me
and worldly advances appear to be friendly

they are just as twisted as the shattered
Souls they inhabit
and the Soulless Prowess they exhibit
Insisting on becoming increasingly Narcissistic

Interpretive dance, do that thing you do to me again
just like the many forms of creativity
that you indulge with me...

during the monthly winters

sick

I don't want anyone right now. do you even read this?
probably not - you're just half a step too far away from doing what
you talk
it's enabling for me to repeat myself over and over again
just to make you realize that you're not moving
anywhere except with your ducking fick

shutting the gates of hell now, thank you
please leave me alone.

invest

a strange way to begin
to detect the lightest beginnings and begin
to invest in them,
to change with the seasons.

And allow myself to be indefinite
but inventive
as seasons become the reason to be blessed,
envisioned

Fateful

There was something new I felt today.
It's going to go a new way
All the nudes of my darkness will be appraised
for their aptitude to be a prude
Just like how I was convinced to be
So many years ago, so many tears ago,
On this fateful day