A stranger in your place

When I talk to a stranger
She represents ever person I have ever met

And every stranger that I have ever dated on a whim


I don't know where you have gone now,
But I am talking to the stranger that took your place.
She claims to know how you feel about me.

I know the truth though.
I know that when she leaves,
And you come back,
I will believe it when you tell me she was lying.
Just like it was the first time.

Flighty

But then:
Men made me break;
Leaves me condemned.
And in a weekend state I am to fight my 'self'
In the winning I lose,
As the reverse is true.

Yet, I reach that sweet end,
All these tools once gifted,
Are inherently forbidden.

Clip the wings of this bird,
For the sake of the song

Adam's Atoms

Playing catchup since conception
One step behind the trend
Stand out and be different
The mold now broken
Failure was inevitable
Accepted before arriving
A self-fulfilled prophecy
From the vomit of society
Stained T-shirts of a passed out generation
In passing poems wrote
by self inflicted poets
Ropes burn and razors blade
Forced forms and floored by flooding messages
Forward passed the frontal lobe
Within the broken sphere of the once proud "Globe"
The bard's palace is burning
Tears turned within churning rifts
Shifting the weight of a nation

Future Eater

It is the wall that beats me
"Base of my neck"
Before I take the first step
The culprit defeats me
An invisible but tangible figure
Blocking every pathway
Bearing down upon my resolve
dissolving the frame of things not yet conceived

Mistakes

Such excess in my youth
Births regret as I age
Wisdom affords me not
For time is but a cage