boredom.

lilacs fragrance the air, a memory.
wine, pictures, vacation, home.
sandy beaches, melancholy motions of time,
indescribable, tasteless, palpable, gross.
hardware for the living, circuits fried.
imagine you and me there, holding onto forever and not knowing what it means.
i couldn't really care if you do or not.
hate liberates me.
time slot rookie.
tangled with corpses of yesteryear.
new birth, bring joy, for ebbs of life in mornings glory.
happens to us all, forget me not.
confused notions of love, loneliness.
complications coming in twos.
dead ends and people who know best.
liars. syndicated days.
in another life, forget me not.
obsessed with sanity, magic pills.
high flying acts of rage, harping on the feelings you had.
magnetic force of nature.
peeling my skin off inch by inch.
lost in apathy towards myself.
liberated by love, it happens sometimes.
there are as many forms of love as there are moments in time.
not my line.
fishing for the truth, or a meal.
hard to separate the two sometimes.
words, sentence fragments, tangles, noise.
breakcore, hardcore, my core, bleeding.
hard faced strangers, nods, and glances.
poetic. rancid, linger, it lingers.
have we ever gone this far?
to the left and free right.
liberation, keys and chimes.
track your brain, know your path, it's easier that way.
flux of emotion, taking a chance.
watch the sunset, forget the dance.
wine in a bottle, a hand, a glance.
changing time always, but not always real.
rusting, into a new color and texture.
going on forever and ever.
shit tired and bored.
procrastination is my lucky charm.
seeing my death in a dream.
justifications of the underachiever.
creativity, outlets, for the poor.
they fly signs, forevermore.
heard you choke, just like me, choking was our volunteered destiny.
effort into the unknown tomorrows.. signing at the "finish line"
love comes in bundles, like fibers, it branches and attaches to your bones.
raunchy distortion, noise, trends.
hyperactivity, when i see you again.
talking to trees, like a lion does.
keeping my cigarettes close to my death.
trail me not, you will get bored.
resentment, hostility, judgement, insensitivity.
the age of hinduism for dummies.
rake, shovel, cut, repeat.
conditions made for order.
sick and walking. 
follow me not, you will get confused.
trade thoughts, emotional sparks, don't be alarmed, she's only musing and using and choosing to ooze out.  there is no consequence to this matter.
she loves that she can hide.
certainty, reflection, stale in her eyes.
they stole the heaven, they broke the locks, they regret nothing, they can kick rocks.
like swiss cheese, her brain.
desperately wanting to please him.  sick.
unhealthy obsessions, a burning candle wick.
blackening my lungs under a blackened sky.
working into the night, for my piece of the pie.
if you read this you're bored. 
peace.