coffeewhiskey

its been a long wednesday
i spent the last ten minutes dealing with this and well im done. here goes,

without you

im a turnstyle smile without you
dizzy and spinning under these lights
dancing, flirting with gravities fear of heights
as soon as i hit the floor cupids my reff
he throws up his arms and yells no more
like a boxer your eyes are a one two punch to mine
and blinking tonight might of just saved my life

after the intersection

walking myself down the street,
the lamplights love to interogate me,
shinning all these questions,
i can't help but gesture,
sorry boys, she may never be,
i doubt I could even carbon date her,
something so romantic as chemicals,
dissolving on a timeline of struggles,
oh thats right, thats when she gave up on me,

a second glance

oh darling, dear, i think i heard you sneer
or was it just a sneeze, an echo under pressure
just thought i'd leave this here, a memory
a note, an album of words I collaberated with
to start a thought and push it gently in a bottle of speech
across a food court of islands, should you recieve it
it speaks before me, and it speaks for me

a desparate gesture

"its everytime that I think of you
I misplace my plurals thinking two
and then I drop the I and become
without you"

outcome?