it could be possible

never leave my ears
we will collide with our flaws
my dreams and nightmares

air open your bad
car accident prediction
meet me at halfway

winners streak cut short
all the bragging rights revoked
are there hills to cruise

pitted stomach lurch
it truly is a sickness
free time lets it in

reestablish previously fixed notions

unanimous thought
collective information
hazy overture

a pale lost dancer
whispering doubt into webs
with a heart of shale

arrangements of stone
clear the moss off the water
spin your mind away

I mean what you say
time can turn in your favor
always stay golden

aside but not gone
waiting in the sidewalk light
head down and arms out

daysdya

the land possessor’s
perpetual day labor
worth every wrinkle

existence is thoughts
memory encompasses
she died months ago

porcelain antiques
burn all your dusty dollars
square furnace out back

you aren’t what you want
ghosts of the worshiped fake tales
extinct angelic

breaded by hand high
needle in a camel’s eye
will you ever die?

all skin is melting
12 unnecessary sheets
pillow filled with grease

all the fruitless years
desire for ownership
you wont have the time

collections of  cups
is anyone not tripping
smoke a pipe of strife

practice to perfect
mental breakdown in the car
never felt so clean

remember to be
bouncing off the walls screaming
scare the parents off

give me my daysdya
your laughing is my trigger
midnight somersaults

raking in the points
under melting christmas lights
we can feel the walls

what causes brain pain
misfiring connections
electric iris

snippet of runway
edging out a clod mesa
drowned out with humming

all of the phases
blur and distance perspective
at a loss for words

emotions on loop
new guy’s throwing me curve balls
how cryptic is it

get my mind off it
the cliche is so played out
I’ll see you in space

the portable hug
everything I do for two
we should aggregate

mushing in the sap
focus center drifting back
enshrouded blackness

now as was before
hidden communication
the truth through time zones

dream of a moron
concepts of pure fantasy
puncture the light screen

lulled by the black god
the idea of laughter
enough to procure

gravity wanted
I almost let him win me
giggling pains rise

harder to explain
child solider in the room
banging on the walls

the plans be changing
we could make the times happen
more often than not

you decide if I
the daysdya all upon me
throw it into rinse

once I heard the name
the past ten days can’t top it
Julian, CA

all this shit is gold
it was inevitable
art trades from the past

to be seen as fools
the parks are all that there was
only now that’s seen

a hidden grotto
gems are worthless on their own
only shiny studs

to kick and to run
surround myself with black noise
slowly blossoming

stevie will be me
I wish to wash persona
jonas knows whats up

on repeat

silent on the hill
clamp my teeth on the table
silent in my mind

I can’t think a thing
I’m trapped inside this feeling
it feels good, i guess

I’m in it right now
how long can I make this last
george grows epic sludge

rad jazz for class acts
ignoring any meaning
is this dangerous

crass facts for mad slacks
it said ‘how could you complain’
I’m alright by me

I’m going back in
when you can’t get new insight
it’s probably time

all systems running
artifacts of past efforts
designed to produce

was it worth the time
days spent lying on my floor
spicoli is free

I’m burrowing down
engaged in wasteful living
by someone’s standards

will devin be dead
all I know is, he’s got voice
that boy’s got a mouth

in times of dying
what am I supposed to do
this death will be slow

almost like the womb
haikus hate americans
laying it on thick

limitless in scope
it don’t ask for no answers
it just watches me

influencing not
touching by implication
too stark to avoid

turn your flashlight off
theres still something to be said
for chaos theory

feelings specific
very ultra rare moments
unforced enjoyment

isnt how it is
but what if I walked blindly
laughing in pitch black

fragmented somehow
prepositions I gave up
for like two seconds

gone independent
whats the way I want to live
and is it right now

it was more than warm
inclination to return
but not in that way

ecstasy

everything so pure
shining on through jealous stare
infinite happy

dream in sound kisses
a crazy spinning sky twist
me and random chick

that is what’s what man
melt the parking lot with love
crash the frisbee club

retribution heart
the super golden smooth face
burn all the things up

calories for sale
shits done like yesterdays lunch
gold night sweat glitters

whenever you feel
whenever you get your glow
whenever you need

time is everything
we could hangout in clap land
build create and look

cereal heaven
subtle differences align
appreciate it

my fruit sugar hug
lasted all throughout my life
it never grew old

I watched it become
and it became everything
it is all I love

skateboard friendly friend
I ride the pyre of joy
join in for descent

everything is free
when you truly do not care
absolved of all feel

the end of the day
can you say you feel alright
it all just started

turn of events

ice cream tongue friendship
mini van hyper driver
carries us all home

developed photos
questionable craziness
money isn’t real

golden trance DJ
mid fifties chamber choir
abrasive screech-core

too many thingies
a perhaps saddened bouncer
you can bounce with me

dripping melt beauty
leads you away from the source
perfect circle fall

sometimes you need it
but it can still be a shame
prince of the neon

mango times are here
everything has been building
shady candy breaks

the king of pristine
lego tower in the sky
digital happy

high functioning alcoholic

counting the pennies
history repeats itself
and then eats itself

I’ve got the hook up
tom petty free fallin skank
lettuce on my head

for my hat, she said
wear it to find “the others”
wear it all the time

emo poetry
i reach out my tentacle
its stuck to your boob

my ass is candy
gross generalization
to rock this nation

space is limitless
bless your sleepy head
for trying at all

I perpetuate
think about that for a sec
majesty shredding

feel that in your hands?
the power is in your hands
don’t jerk off with them

orange is right now
solid tunes for afternoons
spaghetti halo

applesauce monster
blew out 50 stacks ago
black people music

tyrannosaurus
a kid involved with pure love
dancing like a fish

on top of the moon
no more blue skies for youse guys
in meaninglessness

the host is the most
im backlogging bathroom trips
to curb horizons

rusty bean bag chair
chrismas falls on a tuesday
support brown water

believing in me
in the darkness, rectangles
what are they saying

born of antelope
secret of the dough boy man
everlasting buns

fast food cradle key
basking in the new yellow
irresponsibly

solid interface
moving up requires some more
pulling by colors

look for the right drugs
for the simple solution
in absolution

youre up or you’re down
go blast off into madness
hotrod to my eyes

points are relative
i wrote the strategy guide
on being a goon

already so free
the first step is the hardest
pancake embargo

life experience
rolly polly big black son
smells like clean spirit