Cutting Boundaries

Swollen, this organ.
Full but pressed
distracting
I'm trying to define the lines that I'll allow these feelings to rise
Don't rise.

Know what your getting into, do you?
Someone hurt and trying to find a fill in
Someone.
So I'll make space.
Time.
Define lines.

Objectively try not to fall in.

Real Talk N Shit

Love yourself to love another.
Care for yourself to care for another.
Expect of yourself what you'd expect from another.
Be honest, get honesty.

Thank you life lessons.

LO-AK

I'm laughing.
No, I'm really laughing,
it's rising.
My mind has been blown,
I'm humbled
heart bare,
and I'm laughing.

Cuz when shit hits the fan,
and you don't know if your the shit
or the fan,
reality has become undefined.

I walk the planked board walk
with one eye to the sky
one to the ground
hoping I'll gain a sense
of up and down
of space and time
of latitude and longitude
amongst coworker community
that oozes with unreality.

Where the King reigns,
there is no guarenteed weather change,
where fake smiles fake facads
accompany pay check draws
where female giggles reward
lonely beds
female wiggles
skin n' classy smut
can be good character's one two punch
where there are a few subjects
daily topics
that all discuss
the dogs, weather, the hatred of the king, and fishing.
Stories and jokes repeated,
actors reciting
inwardly miserable
drawing Black Velvet nightly
till the spirit world comes in
and one feels free.
From the need for money,
to pay for travel dreams,
business schemes,
mortgage payments,
and frivilous things.
Lose Soul,
feeling too