You have entered theeee CACTUS SOUL!!!!!!!!!!! Please stay and listen to the music, give my stuff some reading!!!... any feed back i shall love to recieve, and i may even show you my cleave....age.

 

Why do you bother

to stick around, 

aren’t you sick

of what you’ve found

in me now?

a soft chill

a cloudless sky

washing lines 

and roof tops

I am fatuous for you, 

Do not deny me; the 

epitome of the so

craved phenobarbitome. 

Let love intercede, 

but still bring passion 

and pain; an intemperate game

a-mist quintessence

the depth of my now 
is filled with enigmatic intensity, 
and your ever presence;
my head on your shoulder
watching the clouds pass away. 
inadvertent; 
this impeccable stillness.
Forgetting vacancy; the only 
one to make me forget myself.

I hope that you can feel my air & waves, 
as long as I am close to you, 
the temples doors are open, and all 
the barriers of the world have eroded away

Give me LSD

Give me Ecstacy

and hold me.

down. 

Give me dependency

and hold me.

down. 

Vibrations resonate 

from your lips and tongue, 

sound, breath of your voice

upon hairs upon my neck.

We’re young..

and full of sweet desire. 

For music, and getting higher,

the hedonists pretending to be Stoics.

This is not wanted nor needed.  

Ah! A drug to eradicate all drugs. 

prove it, induce it

with music and 

lyrics. Pretend to be Stoic.

Whilst you touch me. 

I despise the sound of your soft voice,

I hate the smell of your sweet body odor, 

I loath your warm, and sweaty palms, 

and your heavy, rhythmic breath,

On the hairs of my skin. 

-

I want to put a blow to you mouth, and

slap you in the face to death.

But you hold me down.

I do not try

to get you off.  

If I could see the future, 

I would sew the suture, 

of my doubts, + bouts of risk

to certainty..

See the present, unwrapped, 

in it state. And help me recreate 

+ see the bits of my life.
That needs altering. 

I am drowning in your vision, 

and it’s intensity.

I am not you,

So allow me 

to soften you. 

with my subtly. 

Listen out for yourself, 

You’ll only find yourself, 

by being quiet. 

cool air from your lips

through the flute

the audience put on a show for me, 

they are all the same as me essentially

Do not think through your eyes, 

But see with your mind.