Little Men (Swansong)

You might stare down a winding road
but its nothing there
will you fight on?
will you still care?
Little men can not be kings
and everything i believe is little
Eden, she said her name was Eden
and everything i knew became a riddle

I simply dont understand
what it takes to be a man
in a world where
the right girl's stare
can mean the difference
between pride and poverty
Maybe its a country song
could show me where i'm going wrong
teach me how to be little properly

Eden, she said her name was Eden
but could an angel ever love a heathen?
Even a little man feels a little lonely
its such a huge world
its like my little owns me
cos right now
i'm like how?
how?
how?
how do i stop so being little?

She said her name was Eden
but she refused to sing
i guess this makes us even
her song's for you, my king.

"Message Not Sent... Saved to Outbox to Retry Later..."

Less of me
more of we
there's no getting passed compromise
but your eyes...
the rising sun envies your eyes
and i sympathise with the sun's envy
so maybe compromise is somewhere in me
that keeps you from walking away
when all i need is for you to stay
because your eyes...
your eyes grow wings on butterflies
humming birds sing them lullabies
nestled in the branches of a sycamore tree


if more of we
means less of me
then this is how i want to wake up
compromise is for the sunrise in your eyes




I should have charged my battery... dont let it end like this... Please... Just me.

My God!

"What about God?"
Yeah...
What about Him?
Look if God is GOD,
why leave reason to doubt Him?
You might think you know where i'm coming from
but maybe i'm on my way coming home
when God says,"Let there be light..."
why not just say,"Let there be RIGHT!!!...
and nothing else!!!"
these are some of the questions i ask myself
because blind faith doesn't bode well for my odds
there's a reason blind men have guide dogs
so who am i to ask "Why God?"
Why NOT???
Of course mysterious way will lead to questions


but please
spare me your suggestions
cos when you ask me, "What about God?"
I say, "What about Him?...
What am i without Him?"


Yes... i not only believe in but actually have MUCH love for the Big Man in the Sky... J.R.

Voicemail 1

Hey... you there?
love never plays fair
and you could get your heart broken
but true courage is in learning to re-open
to the possibility of a kiss to change it all
even though nothing ever really changes
just cos a situation re-arranges
doesn't mean who you become
wasn't always inside you
you simply decide to
listen to a part of yourself you've kept hidden
lay ground to a path long-forbidden

because you're disillusioned by the rules
that govern fools
and stifle re-invention
maybe change was never even your intention
but you heard on the news that Johnny got shot
he was a good man
so maybe this moment's all we've got...

i guess what i called to say
is do you have any plans later on today?

Seriously... Call me back...

Pure Chocolate

Every flavour has been flavoured before
until i see a Mars bar hovering at my door
Dammit!
I'm losing it...
then i wonder, just whose is it?
I'm Cocoa Curious
but not to know her name
is not to play her game
'cos caramel's the same
once you get to the centre
no!
this is "do NOT enter"
& that's not what i'm after

I'm chasing her laughter
down the rabbit hole
onto yellow brick road
falling into a candy-coated fairy tale
where Princess meets The Toad
but just then, without warning,
my delirium slips-

...pure chocolate's melted into
Miriam's lips...


To Be Continued... The Toad

Baby Bruce

Look at my Goddess
doing her duty
with the grace and beauty
of a WonderWoman

just a little more, baby
give me just a little more

even with a crown or a cape
she couldn't be more superhuman
if love is faith
then she's my Holy Qu'ran

we're almost here, baby
baby almost here
baby's so so near

Look at her shut her eyes
to fire that one last shot
that's right, baby,
give us all you've got
my Beautiful Baby
you're such a Queen

then she gives me the first miracle
i've ever seen-

Look at his sparkling un-used eyes
dont laugh at daddy
dont laugh when he cries
My Son
but also My Moon and My Earth
your birth is now the sum of my worth
within your tiny, magical hands
is every dream i ever aspired to be as a man

Thank you, My Angel
My Warrior Woman
this is where the heavens meet
my heart is now complete


In Honour of our new baby boy, Bruce III.... God watch over you little man... Heavens know i will.... Love Uncle Rich.

Doing Time

I'm a soldier in my own mind

a True Soldier, that means no crying

...but i committed no crime

feel i was loved on borrowed time...

Hurt Yourself

You woke up with my back to you
felt you grow colder
nudged my left shoulder
simulating the one trick you could do
"...this is not about him..."
you whispered
as you drew me in
But i was dreaming of the sky
of the angels who sang of shame
yet you would not call out his name
rocking me to this unrehearsed rhythm
Up and down, front then left
"...end me now.... love is theft..."
it was clear you were still with him
one soul tear was how it had begun
yet a sea of soles couldn't induce me to cry
for while you wrought vengeance upon the sun
I-
my heart was exclusive to the sky.

Desert Green

I'm wishing on your number
it's mere seconds before my jealous slumber
whisks me out of your reach

but i'm hanging in for that one last call
teach me how to fall
without winding up disoriented and dizzy

...are you still busy?

its getting harder to keep my eyes open
slipping off to where thoughts and dreams
are interwoven

where you stand in between
calling out to me

eyes so green
they colour deserts serene

calling out for me

wrapped in your safe embrace
there's no space for doubt
we belong
like a country song

i hear you calling out

calling for me
falling for me
in the greenest desert of them all...

I drift off imagining when you'll call...


For Painkiller J... even though it didnt work out between us ( you were too old-fashioned for me!!!), thanks for reminding me how being in love feels... Be Happy.... love Uncle Rich...

A snake bit who i am

I would fetch you a star if i thought you'd take it
but there's still no scars from where a snake bit
so no, ...not my heart
you might love me but then start to break it
deep in my history when my soul was naked
before i loved and long before i hated
a snake bit me on my third birthday
yanked me from my momma but never hurt me
it dragged me to its cave
it tagged me as its slave
but silently guided me to a throne
the snake said:
"it's harder to live than to live alone
when you're grown you'll come back to attack me
but know that i bit you so you could be happy."
then the snake crawled off to its secret grave pit
and i looked for the scars of where the snake bit
but all i saw were faces i couldn't recall
so instead of going back, i went into withdrawal
i thought of my party and how even then my cake was late
and then it hit me
the snake bit me
because the snake was fate...

and so
before you go
do you know who i am?


*I owe this to Darlyne whose jumbled talk- or really, my waxy ears- inspired the intitial idea of my message. Thanks for being Customer Double- Oh One. Popcorn's coming... SOUP KITCHEN!!!!

Soft Kiss

A kiss
more potent with bliss
than with the promise of
eternal sunshine
captured in a pair of lips
yet not just a prelude
to being nude
no... soul food
from the old school
like a naked pair of left feet
trying to compete
for the affection of a blanket
a flicker in the heart
a candle in the dark
the flint that ignites a spark...

...I kissed a girl
and there was so much beauty in the world...

Holding my breath...

Did you smile?

Did my words linger on your lips?

Or was it some sort of solar eclipse

on a most liberating feeling?

Did it leave you dancing on the ceiling

or just shoot your spirits to the ground?

I wonder...

Were you pleased by my sound

or incensed at my voice?

I made a choice

now its your go

you can tell me, you know

there's no one around

just us, floating in space

looking to be found....

Evening Surprise

Stranded between existance and time
i stare at the faceless clock
listening...
there's a sigh from the tick
and a groan in the tock

tick

tooooooock

will it?

stoooooooop?

or, indeed, start?
trickery in the mind reveals
the emptiness of a heart
void of meaning...

maybe the hands on the clock
are in need of cleaning
or oiling
meanwhile the worker bees
carry on toiling

time so slow it actually hurts
i think this clock is set in reverse
nothing works
nothing moves, nothing IS!
away from you, NOTHING LIVES!!!
They're just....there...
stupid chair, stupid fan, stupid floor-

...suddenly you're at the entrance to my store
wings tucked away
still a vision from the scripture
framed in my doorway
you are my favourite picture
eyes full of joy, (how i treasure those eyes!!)
you float in smiling, "Surprise!"

Coffee Cake

On our way home from the coffee place
a sole drizzle trickled down her face
as she asked me what light i saw her in
and though i could have answered that
i chose to hold my answer back
for what i though might have been embarrassing:
i dont think she even knows
just how beautiful she glows
... wonder what she really thinks of me
but i look into her eyes
and its like a new sunrise
the view from here is quite simply lovely...


I know its more than 10 words but this is how i feel about you. Love, Wall-E Rich.

Cipa (see-pa)

I sleep when i'm hungry, fuck when i'm bored
passed out naked on the kitchen floor
wrestling nightmares of a premature hearse
imagine being wounded yet never feeling sore...
its a curse!

what could be worse than all i wish you hadn't said?
i want you
i need you
out of my head

tinted bottles cant dull the numbness
lust-stained blanket to darken the night
"You okay, baby?" she nags,
I just say "Polite"
but there's this side inspite of me
that's grown beyond control
not quite the man you hoped i'd be
but who i am as a whole

i just need sleep
this rabbit hole, it sinks too deep
at some point i find a dream
then cant wait to open my eyes
somehow, even without you here
i wake up feeling like a sunrise
cos in this dream time doesnt happen
so somewhere i still hear you laughing
as i tight-rope walk the edge of a cliff
naively gazing into the infinite 'what if...'

Lynette's Letter

I knew a girl once,
could glow in the dark
that's how much joy there was in her heart
then this world of fears and madness
-it got to her
acquainted her joy with tears and sadness

I see her now, every once in a while
her new beauty makes me smile.



My Dearest Joy, right or wrong, you'll always be a better woman than I deserve. Yours as long as you'll have me, R.E.K.

This Waking Life

The self-centred sun woke me up

and i was so disappointed like:

Why the fuck didnt i suffocate

in my sleep?

then i reached over to kiss my gorgeous

girlfriend goodmorning

before i remembered i didnt have a girlfriend...

gorgeous or otherwise...

in fact my right hand was so sore from self love

that i had to use my left hand to give my fuzzy

reflection the finger

then i took a dump

knowing that would be the least shitty part of the day

then i yelled at my shower for being so cold

then i yelled at my clothes for being so old

then i went to the fridge to grab something to eat

but i realised i didnt have anything to eat

in fact i didnt have a fridge

that sucked

i screamed FUCK!!!

then i called my best friend to tell her how rubbish

i felt

but i realised my bestfriend existed only online

so if i was offline, so was our friendship

then i banged my head against the wall

and cried: fuck it, fuck it all...

Blister

When i'd start to feel i wasn't here
she'd kiss me and i'd re-appear
i miss her... no-
i miss the love we had
all cos i mistook her for a punching bag
& now my shame has formed a blister
who spoke first? i dont recall
the faster you run, the harder you fall
so once my ego burst
i loved her everything and she was all
it just felt sometimes like she yearned to be conquered
so we'd argue if love should be earned or just sponsored
then she'd push me when i pulled away
was a misguided fool, just a fool today
and i miss her... no
i miss the hope to grow
all cos she boobie-trapped my mistletoe

The Alchemist Storm

He admires the picture frame floating across the room
just breathtaking!
the eye of the storm camoflouges impending doom
...her heart's breaking
unable to comprehend despite how hard he's trying
the floating memories so beautiful... so why is she crying?
her throat is strained
"Please... leave... now..."
so much pain
but he cant take his eyes off the picture frame
no matter how hard he tries, he cant hear what she's saying
7 months of all the dreams he thinks she wanted
a picture of the happiness by which their haunted
cant comprehend despite how hard he tries
cant see the truth until he shuts his eyes

tears... "leave now"...
and the sound of a heart breaking
a perfect picture floating towards him
eyes open, he's awakened!

He ducks-
"Lady, what the fuck?!!"
and finally it hits him, the words he's been missing
"Would you stop trying to fix me and for once... just listen?..."

His Alchemist

She slithers gingerly out of his hold
he'd come to life at the slightest touch
right now she needs the evening cold
sometimes his love can be too much
but she can not leave
even when it gets hard to breathe
she'll stay
in love, you adapt or you fade away
and this man cant be left alone
he might look strong but her heart's his home
and he's where she belongs
is it so wrong to need one's space?
she shuts her eyes to picture his face
how she loves this man!
every strand of hair, every touch of his hand
but is it so cruel to want some air?
he loves her even when she's barely there
and she loves him too, oh she loves him true
loves him like the sun shines bright
she just treasures these late strolls in the night
then its back to him, back into his arms
"I wont break you... i'll do you no harm..."

My Alchemist

I know all the reasons to walk away
but i believe you have the courage to stay
i mean who decides?
we say "i love you" but do rules abide?
Some days you turn my sunshines into night
but then you're the star shining most bright
...how do i return the favour?
I want to sing you a song your heart can savour
I want to be better and kinder and stronger
and i'm trying but i just get it wronger and wronger
feels like my heart could explode...
yet i believe there's light at the end of the road
that i'll learn to turn your tears into giggles
i just need time to work out this riddle
my alchemy's weak but my love is pure
i believe that you'll stay, that love will endure
cos even though i know all the reasons to leave
i believe that you'll stay cos you want to believe

Flight of the Firefly

It's rained all afternoon
my feet hurt and my mind is numb
the sun bid its farewell too soon
"Look for the new sunrise to come"
but time is change
and i feel deranged
trying to solve my way out of dementia
it sometimes feels like life in absentia
when the ones you love the most
are memories and ghosts
... it can get overhwelming

just then i see, in the corner of my eye
the most majestic firefly
and i realise, standing there drenched and alone,
watching this graceful creature in mid-flight
that no matter how bleak the darkness of the night
she always finds her way home.

For my Firefly. Everything's gonna be alright. JR.

Jungle Tunes

If i let my feet rest
before the dust settles
I'll be distressed
for i am the rebel
turn up the treble
turn up the treble
I am the rebel
now i'm at the level
where i am protected
i am the metal
that goes undetected
i am the chest
beneath the bulletproof vest
i hire the best
to prevent what bullets do best
this is a war
sample this score
sample this score
this is a war
and i am the floor
that never falls apart
i aim for more
so more aim at my heart
i go the distance
i go the distance
you are the force
I'm counter-resistance...

The Fallen

The dust from which we rise
feeds me the power
to slake the lust within her eyes
hour on the hour
for i am man
and therefore i can
spread an angel's wings
to see how close she brings
me to exploring the big bang...

is she my evolution?

look at her glow
her touch holds the solution
to puzzles my body doesnt even know

but when when flies
my heart dies and dies
for i am am man
and therefore still i stand
to look for her in the skies...

Your Ballad

The shadow of a man
can be crooked
so girl what you cookin?
am i your plan?
cos you're takin me where i've never been

Hidden island beach
undiscovered
coconut lovers
i'm in your reach
so open up and let me in

Cos when you drip your sweat
into my sweat
the feelings i get
are indescribable
with that one look
my whole world's shook
we write our own book
your love's a parable

I thought i knew
but i was mistaken
now that i'm wakin
up to you
the sun dont seem so far away

I feel brand new
you pulled me through it
with how you do it
wakin up to you
is how i wanna start my everyday

When you drip your sweat
into my sweat
there's no limit
i feel invincible
with that one touch
i become so much
its not just luck
your love's a miracle

so we can be drip, drip, sweatin
oh we'll go on drip, drip, sweatin
girl i love it when you're drip, drip, sweatin
onto mine....

The Art of Forgetting

There's a dark spot
that crawls inside every heartbeat
to pull me through time
that lifts me out of the rift
into eternal sunshine
to give me my ilfe back, life before truth
like a self-preservation mechanism
set off by an uncontrollable chain
of events that culminate in the shift of self
attuned to change
so once the saltiness of the tears
begin to stain my pillow
the safety switch detonates
to blot out curled up feet
summertime naughtiness and whispered intimacies
resetting the clock...

but enough.... enough now

A Plane Letter of Hope

I sometimes have thoughts about
hope everlasting: reaching ever starwards
to hug eternity
to relinquish uncertainty to heaven...
Loss overshadows victory, it negates glee
yet, overall undisputed,
hope abides supreme
breeding restoration over kingdoms, empires, nations
MEN even!-

...And that's all i had to say.

Saint Valentine

If i knew who i was
i might drown myself in liquor-filled buzz
for once you figured out the puzzle of me
saw beyond the blur of who i be
how could you stay?

A man once threw a pearl away
what if i threw a girl away?
would our love be confined to the shadows?
we swim like dolphins in the shallows
but once we drift to the deeper end
the facades wash away and i cant pretend
i cant pretend... deeper end...
the facades wash away and you're gone again

Girl, i tell you, if i knew
i'd drown myself in a bottle of glue
and find myself and stick to you
i'd drown myself where your heart once grew
for if you knew the truth of me
i'm afraid that truth would set you free
further and further into the sea
i'd drown myself so that you could be
and wash away cos i cant pretend
i'd wash away if you left again
i cant pretend... deeper end...
the facades wash away and you're gone again...

Lady In Waiting

You lie as an angel in peaceful slumber might
glowing with love
the grace of a dove
so peaceful i dare not turn on the light
so beautiful i wish i could kiss you goodnight
but those parts of me are still broken
and you are on the losing end
yet here you lie, waiting and hoping
that you you might pry those feelings loose again
I hate to be this guy
gathering my shit together in the dark...
you're dreaming of me cos you sigh
tired of me whoring out my body
when all you want is my heart
but you're healing me, i'm almost here
just give me one more day
tomorrow i'll love you without fear
just help me find the way...

you're glowing with love, your heart wide open
helping me fix those parts that were broken.

For Village girl

Warrior Woman Chapter 2

We're engulfed in a smoky silence
flames of failure licking at our fading silhouettes
I remind her, "No regrets"
but her eyes are too wise to buy into my sense
She draws me to her warmth, her voice steady
"You can't leave.... i'm not ready..."
So i kiss her as if the fate of the world depended on that kiss
that lustfully long-lasting liplock not to be dismissed as mere bliss
it does as was intended:
weakens her will until its unmended
a warrior woman submits to her slave
"Be strong, my love, and i'll be brave..."
Nothing after that need be spoken
we part ways in a cloud of dust
a warrior woman's will bent and broken
by the power of her love slave's lust...

Tears that drown the night... Chapter 1

She bathes me in a blend of mango extract,
potent herbs and coconut milk
her slender hands, like her whispered words,
are sewn from the finest silk
"Sleep.... rest.... safe.... home...."
Knees, breast, face, bone
she cleanses my spirit from within
humming in hypnotic rhythm
caresses me to sleep
but even in my dream
she hears me weep
tears that burn to the steam
in which we bask
cautiously she asks:
"Where are you lost?"
my silhouette starts to fade
"To love knowing the cost
of paying sins that go unpaid
is to sleep without relief
to steal, but hate the thief..."
from these words she wont recover
her tears would drown the night
but i take her hand, love her
and walk her to the light....

How to Love a Woman's Feet

If you build yourself a home in her eyes
grow wise
love her complete
love your woman by each strand of hair
to the soles of her feet
and every playful inch in between
even when she teases you or gets mean
just lay her down and love her sweet
love your woman through each breath of air
to each step of her feet

for if you took the time to look
beyond the cover and re-read the book
you would rediscover a love you forgot
a pair of feet shuffling,
“you still love me?.... or not?”

Superman Without You

There must be some hidden place
some secret serenity
where you might reveal your face
for i dont believe in angels

even though your eyes are oceans
so vast i can taste the wind
that strip my armour, leaving me open
yet never let me in

some distant place in the sky
where an angel might go to cry
i cant be superman without you
if this is love, i dont know why

Still Life

Fungal residue slides off the needy bark
oh! the withholding ways of the young heart
that have lost you to me
fully and truly
Is there mist in the air you breathe?
or do humming birds still choke on hope?
we wrote on clouds in which to believe
"love floats"
no... love soaks and drenches
suffocates you in its stenches
leaving you the allure of a carcass
yes, all the green fades
every still grass blade
cuts through your purpose
but what i really wonder
is: are you real?
or were you never?
the wind that blows thunder to change the weather
is nature at its most mysterious
Is this still life?

The most tiredest, man

Rollin down hills of Fallujah
there go the most tiredest, man
sweat, dirt, mud, blood,
heatin up, prayin it flood

Headin east by west
home is best
look, weep, drink, sleep
the most tiredest
too tired to dig six foot deep

Roll on....

Sudden drumbeat!!!
look alive, move your feet
hop, skip, jump, fly
the most tiredest
too tired to ask why

...but too tired for survival
tired of wrestling with life
as a rival
the most tiredest wait
drumbeat closes in
jump, hop, skip... not too late
but the most tiredest
too tired to be afear'd

drumbeat here

there go the most tiredest, man
roll, move, breathe... rest
Jah bless

Last First-kiss

When we first kissed on that third date
something inside said you'd always wait
and if you did complain that i was late
it wouldn't be cos you were mad
you'd be far more relieved than sad
all night waiting for me
anxiously stewing there
adorning my valentine's gift in your hair
diamonds in your eyes, lips of topaz
melting men's hearts with your jazz
but waiting only for me

I'd barely found my seat in the dark
when you drew me into your heart
by planting 1000 soft kisses across my face
if only Eden were such a place
where summer rain never felt so pleasant
and the future seemed to blur past and present
revealing my life as i wished it to be
no matter what, just wished you with me

And as our lips brushed
petals of delicate velvet crushed
sending this rush through my pelvis
softening steel, bending bone
sending me home...

when we kissed that night, at once i knew
that my last first-kiss had been with you.


To be in your arms every lovers' day, lady. There's your answer. JR.

Havana

Me nah float in space
nah, mi fly high
right up to de clouds
of Havana in de sky
say to de Lord,
"Nah look at my sins
mi umbilical chord
done chart where i been
so judge me, Lord,
mi heart is my king
open dem doors
and please let me in!"

but de Lord say, "No."
me never ask why
maybe if i cry
He gan' my tears dry
He say, "Go slow,
you not ready to die
spread love to da people
be My messenger guy."

and den de gates close
me never look back
for de Lord knows
i'll follow de right track
and wat i seen in heaven?
me never gan' tell
it dont matter how ya livin'
as long as ya live well.

How i'm winning you back

I rifle through my wallet
lookin for your number so i can call it
but i cant find it so fuck!
i'm basically stuck
like a leprechaun locked out of his Mack truck
i'm outta luck
that sucks
i know i should be over you
moving on like i'm supposed to do
but i cant
get this feeling in my pants
like when we used to dance
and just be together
thinking romance would be forever
you wouldnt believe i just wanna hold hands
cos thats sweet
you step on my feet as we slow dance
now i'm on repeat
wish i could write you some poetry
remember how you used to flow with me?
oh nostalgia, baby
i almost had ya, lady
tell you what:
cos i'm so cut
and this wound wont shut
how about you take me back?
be the poetry i lack...?...

Home for the Holidays

I hug my father at the airport
Daddy;
so much warmer in person
spent all year searchin'
here, at last, a hug with built in support

couldn't stand the cold outside
but i was never alone
was lost but walking home
learning from the tears i cried

what a relief it is to pee
and just to be!! to be!!!
licked my wounds
wrote new tunes
and lived free!

so many cities
short on pity
but the numbers dont lie
so the devil must have been I

that it hurts to love
or that i love to hurt
could have filled up on hope
but came back for dessert
continued my search
and in that hug i found the truth:

that even when it feels the farthest
home is always where the heart is.





Happy holidays, folks!!!

Questions of motive

no can find me shoes
never followed rules
so how we lose?

nah me humbug deep
who gon' sing me 'sleep?
thot you mine for keep

why you make me fool?
me no learn in school
but never treat cruel

built you home
so where you gone?
me bleedin stone

countin every hour
how de time pass sour
wid' out me only flower

questions of motive
got no one to believe
for dis, can never forgive

To my muse

I'm going to tell you everything
cos if i continue to hold it in
i'll explode!
I'm going to go down this road
then hold my breath
either way i face certain death

I'm going to tell you about your smile
actually, your laughter
this might be a disaster
but it cant wait anymore
i'm going to open this door
and say i cant NOT think of you
i've tried to play it cool
but if i dont break the rules
and take this chance
i might forever kill romance

I'm going to tell you about my heart
how i gave it away and had it ripped apart
and how i reciprocated such pain
if romance dies you share the blame
i'm gonna say... i hope i find the words
just wanna get to know you
understand you and what you go through
and find out how to fix what hurts

I'm gonna do it, i'm gonna call you... no!
i'm gonna find you and tell you so
there's so much built up i just have to let go
it might backfire but i have to try this
i'm going to tell you... once i'm over my laryngitis...

Crave'er

I watched her last night
how the breeze danced with her hair
and i thought: how unfair
the disparity between good and right
that if one chanced upon a lotus bud
imprisoned within the the thickest mud
you'd have to leave it be and risk it moulding
hoping nature sees to its petals unfolding

i craved'er

yearned to engrave'er on my skin
burned to enslave'er from within
as I am enslaved with her

I watched her eyes, her smile, her lips and
craved'er as i never should
she, stuck in the mud, and I, in quicksand
not right, but potentially good

Her eyes, her breasts,
her thighs, the rest...
I craved'er as one might a lotus
her hips, her lips
i tried my best
to crave'er and ignore what i'd noticed

that same disparity which plagued me all night
bearing knowledge that wore down my will
that to do not what's good but what is right
the best move is to hold still.

Terrific Tuesday

Oh, my girl tuesday!
i'm short on what to say
to keep it going
I feel something inside
i'm at pains to explain
constantly growing
bubbling out of control
out of space
love everything about your face
when you smile
heaping piles
piling heaps
you sometimes smile
while you sleep
but, my girl tuesday
while your counting sheep
i'm working on your next big laugh
plotting graphs
painting giraffes
whatever it takes to make
you feel funny and free
tickle your tummy
pickles in honey
unleashing the easter bunny in me
anything to beckon your laughter
because, my girl tuesday
your glee is all i'm after.

Twilight

Clandestine mechanisations
push you into this life
as mortal realisation
reels me out

learn to push harder
in the quest for self preservation
adapt gills, grow wings
and be callous

what if we switched seats?
to be reborn complete
what an unfair advantage
to hold the world at ransom

it would drive one mad
steady yourself for battle
take a deep breath
ignore my death rattle

Lost Water-casks

We hurt

nothing else makes us human
so im angry
frustration festers like gangrene
this cant be what i'm fighting for
heavens, say there's more

i want to believe again
but where is my shepherd?
reality's got me untethered
the darkness leaning in
i just want to be weak
we are kidney stones
in the belly of a freak

the hurt is all we own

love is all we speak
but when that love is grown
it will sprout a leak
dont stain your shirt
evolve
because flirt or hurt
the world will revolve

Shortcut to Control

If i could stare at her B-O-O-B-S
why couldnt i see he was gon' O.D. next?
who'll read his eulogy?
does charity come as hard to you as it do to me?
could be a father to someone, he's just a dude to me
a dude whose only ambition was to get spare change
yeah like i'm in position to judge this fair, man
maybe my indecision's what put him there then
i never offered assistance or a caring hand
i stayed focused on her melons
yeah i got probs too but i dont sell em
if a man robs you that man's a felon
but if this dude robbed me i wouldnt "go to hell" him
i wouldnt wanna fell him
his tree's already down, i aint got the heart to tell him
he'll get help but not from me
he checked out screaming, "can you see?"

Sculpt 'er

I am MAN
you ricochet
sculpt me with your hands
as you pull away
sculpt me into ice
withdraw while you entice
but you need to be loosed
ripened seed bursting with juice
one taste
why waste a good tease?
you have me on my knees
sculpt my face
i wont stand for play
converting me to your way
exposing me to your culture
i wont learn
i can wet where you burn
for i am your sculpt 'er

Lovers Anonymous

She gets up to dress
somewhere in the process
i turn a page
when does one reach the age
where animal lust wont suffice?
perhaps this is my price
for cheapening love into a carnal indiscretion
for purchasing it like some second hand possession
oh! how fitting that my price would be so measly
but even beasts in the wild tire of being beastly
so here's to being tamed
could i learn to love her without learning her name?
could she ever love me?
it might lose its appeal if love was free

I watch her carry on as if in reverse
panties back on, then fake jewelery, the dress and her purse
its the strangest sensation
hating the sin but enjoying temptation
craving the unconditional safety of her loins
a mirage, she knows only the weight of my coin
couldn't i learn to love this lady of the night?
maybe i might
love should never have to be a secret
whats it worth if its only valuable to those who keep it?

She's smiling at me now to say she's leaving
about to walk out on me, satisfied yet still needing
i spring off the bed and take hold of her arm
the truth is best now that there's no need for charm
would i give my true self to this shameless vixen?
maybe its the post coital hormones i've got mixing
up with feelings of any real substance
you cant sniff out true passion yet they claim "love stinks"!
what would they say if we became a couple?
could i handle the jocular pressure and social trouble?
i'd never feel secure with another guy near her
how much I seem like a prostitute in the mirror

I declare i want more
she pecks my cheek
doesn't speak
just opens and shuts the door.

The Cure: Afterlife

I permeated through the light
doused in anxious curiosity
nothing we create glows so bright
as this next-world beyond animosity
and what a marvel to behold!
how much it threw into perspective
that from first gargle to when we grow old
we are rendered communally defective

so when i surfaced in my own nirvana
i was inundated with a chorus of colours
that i inhaled like celestial marijuana
untainted by the burdens of others
and as i recalled Mr Frost's "yellow wood"
i couldn't help but feel secure
maybe heaven was blissful solitude
for here, at last, i'd found a cure

The Cure: Purgatory

I march into the wild
hunting God like an insolent child
throat parched
soul starving
footsteps carving history
as i delve deeper into the mystery
but i'm more furious than curious
why do You have to test me, Lord?
I'm not enough
You have to go biblical
and replace my umbilical
with an investment chord?
I'll call your bluff
cos i'm though proving myself
until i see something pure
You say keep the faith
but i have to be sure
how long can one be asked to endure
without the promise of a miracle?
no, i have to be sure before i turn spiritual
I want to see some wings
some "thing" that will leave no doubt
i want to believe what You're about
but i need to be made sure
i'm dying, heaven send me a cure

The Cure: Life is now

There's not enough mornings for all the birds in the trees
be sure to taste every new breath that you breathe
and be happy
life is now, life is happenin'
say "yes to love" and "no to war"
forget trying to explain what you're living for
just be nice
smile at the rain and enjoy your rice
life is now and time is fleeting
dont waste the rhythm of your heart beating
there's no answers so ignore the questions
give no advice and laugh at suggestions
just be good
live today as tomorrow wishes you would
be sure to dance
LOOK at the stars, dont simply glance
just be pure
this world isnt ours but life has a cure

The Mixtape

Look to the sky
He aint comin back
i've had the Big Guy on repeat
since my opening track
and He aint missed a beat
just letting us flow
how's He supposed to nurture us
without letting us grow
and be true to our mistakes?
He just threw us on the mixtape
and yet we fixate on resurrection
you'll find on further inspection
of the illest rhyme
the unmistakable connection
between skill and time
so just keep on spittin knowledge
when it feels like freedom is abolished
and scattered love has turned to fixed hate
remember: He threw us on the mixtape
to polish our lyrics
and if you find the truth in the booth
call it your spirit
lock it down so it never gets loose
call others to hear it
and as long as you're near it
look to the sky for He who wept
He ain't comin' back cos He never left.


*Keep seeking your truth.... J.R.

Watch 'er

She must be a dancer
well.... aren't they all?
it baffles me
that her feet could be so small
and the rest so soft
would she notice me if i coughed?
then what next?
i watch 'er knowing its wrong
but for the briefest flash
the hollowness is gone
and i begin to rise
she should have closed the door
i hover about the floor
before i lift my eyes
to watch 'er knowing she's wrong
to share that most private touch
she knows where i belong
but now she's sharing too much
she could have shut me out
yet she chose to share
i watch 'er knowing she knows i'm there
witnessing her show
in my conflicted despair
i find the room to grow
and wonder if i should raise my voice
do i come clean and let my manhood diminish?
or do i cower in silence and let her finish?
i watch 'er knowing my choice...

Whispers (Affairs in The Office Chapter 3)

"(Its a gamble...)
I have no clue what i'm about to say
and if you want to leave, i'll move out your way
but i believe every man has the right to ramble
i mean if its something that could rescue a soul
then its important, right?
its okay to look stupid if on the whole
stupidity wins the fight

And you're out of sight

What i mean is i hate this place,
this job, this life, this face
my friends, my clothes and that goddamned work space!!
i hate who i am in a place like this
is it mad to believe you can be saved by a kiss?
I hate everything about this office
but here i stand
much as i'd hoped but not like i planned
where i dream of being everyday
next to you not knowing what to say

except that you're the "why"

cant put this right no matter how much i try
but i've seen the parts of you that hurt
you see, we come to work
and instinctively perform
yet maybe something in us refuses to conform
like how you hum to yourself even though its forbidden
and all your desk ornaments that you keep so well hidden
i'm not even spying on you from where i sit
just been searching for a reason and i know you're it
why keep coming here if it fills me with hate?
why take on extra loads and stay to work late?
why put myself though all that work puts me through?

why even bother? well that "why" is you

if i'm freakin you out, i'll be done in a minute
they say nothings worth doing if its got no love in it
cant carry this around any more on my chest
its so rare that i'm with you away from the rest
but i've been dying to tell you that when we're alone
well home..., you feel like home..."

Coffee Break (Affairs in The Office Chapter 2)

We felt it coming
but what went down between these two?
No one saw so no one knew
but they looked stunning
when they waltzed out of that copy room
floating like cotton candy in the air
thinking they're clever
that they can play their little game forever
ok, we dont know what happened cos we werent there
but something changed
something strange and mystical
befell this pair
and, as always, we missed it all
her with her ruffled hair
and his stupid grin
cant wait for the rumors to begin
then we'll see, this love cant last
no one saw and no one asked
waiting till the last minute of the coffee break
i bet they waited till every fibre of their bodies ached
till every sensation pointed in one direction
thats probably when they burst into unlawful affection
that we never saw and we never heard
all we know is he wooed her with words
thats how the rumors began to disperse
all that we know is there were whispers...

Con-grad-ulations

Finally made it...



Limbo
so i've heard them refer to it
when you're stuck about what to do with
your life after grad
"I'd like to thank my mom and dad..."



this is a party
and i hardly want to think about
the world that fills me with doubt
lets have some food
to get us in the mood



we all gotta make moves



what this grad serves to prove
is that we are champions
even when we're afraid



my dues are paid
my bags are packed
dj bring that beat back
i wanna get funky



but what next?
life is just a ruse
i say we break out the booze
and cheers to the rest



passed the start but far from the end
this is where life begins for me
well not "me" but my dearest, bestest friend
whom i affectionately call DC



oh no, i'm not even close to that degree
even goldilocks here is closer than me!



and lets not undermine the future seeds



and liquor them up soon as they can breathe



no, i spent my time on the sidelines admiring this world



and i realised its so damn full of beautiful girls...



all of heaven's gorgeous pearls



bubble wrapped stars comin out at night



it turns out Sean Kingston was absolutely right:



they're way too beautiful, these girls



life's a joy ride until we're awake



for now i say be happy and eat cake



you made it!

The Partition (Affairs in the Office Chapter 1)

She sits a cubicle away
untouchable
he dreams of her all day
wishing he could find some excuse
some trivial question he could put to use
as an icebreaker
he wonders if she knows
how heavenly she glows
his life saver
and if she hears his heart pound
each time she comes around
his work area
how to speak his mind without scaring her....

She sits in her cubicle
imprisoned
longing to be with him
burning a hole through the partition
that keeps him at bay
nervously revising her mission
of finding the right thing to say
cant speak of the butterflies he sends to her gut
gotta be careful to not seem a slut
but will he respond to a flirt?
how to put herself out there without getting hurt....


they meet at the coffee break
determined....

Rock Garden

Learn to take for granted
seeds you planted
and might have to watch burn

just tell her

choose and lose
the unfair
but who's to win
if you cant begin
to stand there
and say the words

"you're the best part of my day"

dont live astray
give way to hope
bite your lip and just plunge
offer her a coke
or whatever she wants to sip
she might say

"Quench my thirst"

you wont be the first
to get drenched in hurt
so ball up your fist
and weigh which is worse
to stay benched
or take the risk

play her music

how can you move if
you choose not to dance
you cant lose it
till you take the chance
to stop staring at clocks
and wonder whats pullin' em
grow some rocks
life is full of 'em

Martha's Law

Her handbag's full
worry worms its way out the flap
can she handle the crap?
late for school

lawyer's shoes
make room for lawyers' blues
but she's got guts
rolls with the bruises and cuts

tumbles till time gives way
they'll hear what she has to say
for will can change the world
keep your eyes on this girl

not so shy, not so scared
late for class but came prepared
i feel the struggles that you go through
might stay home but i'm right there with you



*For our girl.... lady... for our LADY Martha; not just for the styling tips but for not forgetting us S.6. vaccists. Love you girl, keep your head up and i'm here if ever you need me. (Except in the morning cos i'm sleeping and sometimes in the afternoon cos i gotta nap and not too late into the night cos i gotta get my beauty sleep, but any other time....oh and NOT weekends or holidays cos thats my me-time.... but any OTHER time) "Vie tes reves et reve pas ta vie!"

Fear of flying

flies for friends
was a time when i could fly to the end
of time and space
now there's too much spit in my face
their love was just a charade
no parades unless you're saving the world
only infantile insults hurled
but you wont see me hoping,
its gone, I'm broken

papers printing prophecies
even my shadow wont talk to me
evolved to obsolete
cant taste the food i eat
because i'm a waste of space
and they spit too much spit in my face
if you cant fly fast
the past doesnt count
only the world around
you jump, its just you and the ground
i cant save lives
its gone and i dont know why

ever expanding evidence
havent slept a wink ever since
they began to build their case
i deserve the wrath but not spit in the face
they used to think i was beautiful
when i could fly
they'd look up to the sky
and marvel but i was just being dutiful
until i let her slip away
if you cant fly fast enough
then you better sit and stay
like a good dog, be rough
cos one slip can cost you everything
you jump not knowing what heaven brings
or what hell presents
my love is gone and i make no sense

Car ride ( the jitters part 1)

Blue and white balloons
we better get there soon
before i lose my nerve
driver hits an awkward curve
and has to swerve around a kid in the street

lucky child with the world at his feet
i mean i love her
cant stand her family, ESPECIALLY that crazy brother
(its mutual)
but i love her, nothing there unusual
however... are we ready?
am I?
there's so much-... gwe, where are you heading?
driver gives me that eye
probably knows whats intoxicated my mind
"maybe we wont make it in time"

i love her but i'm not yet "there"
its been nothing but weeks of "blue and white balloons"
"purple or pink streamers?" i dont care!
but i'd better start to care soon....

Relapse

Its been several months and countless days
since my last drink
I'd say its toughest pulling off the freeways
when i have to think:

will i make it home tonight?

amidst an infestation of bars
resisting a temptation i dont want to fight
its toughest alone in my car
when all that stands between you and i
is that moral conundrum of: do or die?

you are my catch-22

its not fair how you tease me every night
why cant easy ever be right?
i gotta keep it together
my sponsor says i'm getting better
healing that cut sore
but what for?
give you up and then.... whats the point?
i only ever felt at home in a cheap gin joint
only ever felt loved in your arms
how can i be asked to give up your charms?

The babies
thats whose keeping me strong
without booze steering me wrong
i can fight the urge on the daily
cos soon i'm going to be a father
gotta keep you away if i'ma make it
so i drive passed, not cos i'm not bothered
its that i've taught myself how to fake it.

The first good sex

We've begun to change forever
stripped away the protective padding
exposing the real
i sit up in bed subtracting and adding
the way i feel
about us continuing this together

The curse of the first good taste
now i know who you truly are
not just the job you hate or the cool car
i know your dirty laundry, your favourite channel
you're this living, breathing, feeling mammal
hell, i know your choice of toothpaste!

It was fine before we knew
when i was still falling in love with you
no worries
but tonight i sampled your soul
with no hurries
we took our time
establishing rhythm and rhyme
as i began to devour you whole
and i recall, right before you climaxed,
tensions heightened
for a second you looked almost frightened
then your body tightened and let loose
the exotic flavour of your love juice,
and in my mind, i asked:

Is this the end?

You have begun to change forever
looking at you, i dont see my friend
i see a change in the weather
we can never go back
after the first good sex
we cant just ignore that
i am me and you do what you do best
but not yet
tonight we were free
we'll change, but will we regret?
not me
cos you whispered something, in your look of fright
you said: "Thank you for being in love with me tonight."

Masquerading Hippie

Corrugated iron roofing
locked gate with burglar proofing
leave me out of it
i want to go home

protest fire illuminates the night
but i wont stay for this fight
we missed our revolution
skepticism dressed as evolution
give me my things
and i go home

4 by 2 and a half foot work space
you think they read humility in my face
or is it clearly humiliation?
masquerading hippie in a square nation
rebel without a clue
child was starving, what could i do?
i sold out for a loaf of bread
should i have been a poor husband instead?

on the frontlines with you chucking slogans
"make love not war" or "free fucking; no guns"?
i sold out to support my fam
there's no rallies on how to be a man
i sold you out without putting up a fight
so i could get home to my wife and kid tonight

Trying Interlude (The Love Rocks album)

Tryyyyyying

Tryyyyyyying

You got me
Tryyyyyyyying

Tryyyyyyying

I'm trying not to stare
trying not to care
about the way you're makin' me feel
inside

I'm trying not to show
but if i dont let you know
tonight
i'ma wonder all my life


listen....

Track 05 (The Love Rocks album)

...Had to be sure you knew

I've been lookin
but i'd never really seen
no, i wasnt blind
though i might as well have been

cos now that i see you
oooooh, how i need these eyes
why dont you slip on this see through
and just blow my mind

Lets get together
i wanna know you from you head to your feet
we'll stir the weather
with the storm we create when we meet
i'm talkin lightning bolts
a thousand volts
of steamy electricity
i'ma flood your dams
with the tip of my hands
baby when you meet with me

That spot on your neck
is what got me on it
now there's no turnin back
'less thats how you want it

cos i'm willin to do
whatever does it for you
lady when i get with you
its gonna be breakfast for 2


Lets get together
I wanna love you from your head to your feet
we'll change the weather
with the sounds we create when we meet
i'm talking lightning bolts
a thousand volts
of steamy electricity
i'ma flood your dams
with these here hands
baby if you just meet with me

lightning bolts
a thousand volts
of steamy sextricity
i'ma flood your dams
girl look at these hands
baby just meet with me
only when you meet with me
you'll never know till you meet with me

Track 07 (The Love Rocks album)

She's no angel, but she dont have to be
when she's mad at me
i'm still glad to be
part of who she is
she is who i live
i am who she is
this is proof of His
divine inspiration
she's my creation
and i'll fight for her
cos i want a life with her
i'm not always right with her
but i'm right for her
and we make it work
i know love can hurt
but i think its worth
all the tears we cry
and all the times we try
just to see her smile

cos without her i was nothing

hear me out, i aint bluffing
said without her i'm nothing
yes she turned me into something
something major
thats why i gave her
all i had to give
love her as i live
maybe she aint got no wings
but she's my everything

Man fulfilled

Here i am
steady your stones
i take loans
you break bones
this hurt is my recurring need
its worth it to nurture one's seed

I am here
void of fear
icy steel in my heart
long as i play my part
i cant be killed
this is man fulfilled

Deal your blow
i'll watch him grow
to justify all that i gave
he is master, i am slave
bargain terms now made clear
was i ever really here?

Eating for two

He doesnt move
brotha cant
breath turns to pant
and the room is spinning
world closing in
options thinning
tick tock
dude is screwed

Waitress eyes him from the counter
"fool better have my money"
she forgets all the static 'round her
and closes in on this dummy

"Thats 12.50, sir, plus tax"
brotha is deaf and blind
any other time
he'd be plotting to wax that ass
but fatherhood schools fools
he just stares at the empty seat
the emptiness of defeat

"Sir! Hey sir!
I got shit to do and kids to feed"
he doesnt hear her
others' wounds dont bleed
when all the pain in the world is his
"Sir you need to handle your biz."

He lashes out at her hand
going half crazy, this man
grabs her, frightened,
grabs her beside him
"Sir, you done lost your damn mind??!"
but he just stares at the empty seat, blind

"She sat there and claimed it was mine...."


p.s. for the record, NOT how i reacted.

Scratch that

I grow a beard because i can
to you its weird but i am Man
do i question your nails or lips or both?
why cant you leave me my facial growth?!

I scratched my balls way back in caves
and i scratched some more when we were slaves
now when i scratch you hiss "Behave!"
woman, you'll hiss me into my grave!

What do you expect when i have an itch?
its human nature so dont be a bitch
just let me claim my masculine birth right
Man and his balls equals love at first sight

Since the dawn of time and through the ages
the measure of Man has come in 2 stages:
the length of each individual facial hair
and the ability to scratch away and not care

We have left you your lotions and silly trinkets
so dont speak of my beard, hell, dont even think it
just turn a blind eye and dont stir up trouble
when i scratch my cojones and then scratch my stubble!

Track 02 (the Love Rocks album)

Breathe easy
i'm doing fiiiiiiiii- iiiiiiiiiine
please leave me
gotta do tiiiiiiiiiiii- iiiime

dont let the wind blow
think i'm seeing phantoms
they're haunting my window
never knew that i had 'em
travelling space
oh
and they've all got your face
the haunting features of a crush

breathe easy
i will be fiiiiii-iiiiiine
please leave me
i gotta do tiiiiiiiii- iiiiime

call me a doctor
and tell him i'm haunted
got nothing to offer
but you're all that i wanted
you've got me possessed
yes
i feel sick in my chest
that painful weakness of a crush

cant breathe easy
i need to get fiiiiii- iiiine
it wont levae me
until you are miiiiiiii- iiiiiine

breathe easy
i wanna be fiiiiiii- iiiiine
dont leave me
say you'll be miiiiiiiiiii- iiiine

just breathe easy......

To all those painful weaknesses in my chest, past, present and future. Breathe easy, the lot of you!- Rich

Track 09 (The Love Rocks album)

Pasty with blur
what makes me differ
i cant bends spoons
God kissed the moon
and placed it in your eyes
so cry until they dry
all i can do is try

keep on forgetting my lines
no use in betting this time
we owe too much
bone to the touch
you filtered through the sand
but rocks dont understand
no i cant be a man

paint running through
i'm tainted with you
filtered through the sand
but rocks dont understand
i'd love to be a man

no rocks cant understand
i'd have to be a man....

Track 08 (the Love Rocks album)

You say you need room to grow
i gotta learn to let you go
but its all fine with me
take your time and be

Cos i aint tryna block your way
so i wont holler "stop" or "stay"
i'll say "its all fine with me,
just take your time and be"

but you'll still be my girl
when i go to sleep
that dream is mine to keep
so dont lock your doors
tonight i'm exclusively yours

we'll move into a nicer house
aint that what you're iced about
its all fine with me
we'll find rent for free

and if we cant work it through
i aint got no beef with you
its all fine with me
just take your time and be

i'll just turn out the lights
and go to sleep
you are my dream to keep
so unlock your doors
tonight i'm exclusively yours

and when we look back on
the days where we went wrong
i know i'll hope to see
you trying to be
exclusively for me

and you'll still be my girl
when i go to sleep
cos you're my dreamgirl to keep
unlock those doors
i'm always exclusively yours


special thanks to the goddess who inspired this through a conversation ages ago. hope you're finding you.- Rich

Back-up (The Beach House Re-visited)

Cosy
is how i feel in your ride
as we just glide
slowly
through the city
i feel pity
for these bad guys and crooks
with their envious looks
while we got groovy sounds, both heads noddin
look out you clowns, its Batman and Robin
and its cool that i'm in the passenger seat
next to you for me is next to complete
cant nobody steal our mojo
together, we got too much
so forget about the po-po
we're Starsky and Hutch
and while you're shifting the clutch
i'm playing super navigator
rescue me for now
save superman for later
this is where i love to be
cruisin vigilantes, you and me
no crime tonight but dont freak out
we'll go throw a party at my beach house.

The Beach House

You're made of light
thats why you're lost in the dark
they're trying to steal what shines so bright
that glowing beauty in your heart
but you cant let go
you're the best person i know
and not just cos you're terrifically undecided
or the home of such infectious laughter
like God created, with his attention undivided,
my own personal joy and gift wrapped her
i know i should share you with the rest of the world
as long as you promise to still be my girl
thanks to you, i'm growing into a man
its not important which one of us is older
when you're troubled , lean as hard as you can
just be sure you dont break my shoulder!
it'll kill me when you have to go away
cos you're the one hug that always keeps me warm
i'm building a beach house and you can come stay
when you need shelter from the storm.



To my side kick, my best friend, my hippie: DC, whatever you need, i got you. I was wrong; there is still beauty left in this world and that beauty is you. Not just cos you got boobs.... (though they help).... but cos you got heart. When shits gettin you down just listen to Katt and "get some f*ck it in your system and see if that dont change your perspective... MURDERED? Murdered WHO???!!!"
Lovin you.

Forget you not

I'll build a time machine
right?
yeah, i'll just build one tonight
go back and wipe the slate clean
i mean
they figured out gravity and space... stuff
you give me an hour
-i know its tough-
but give me an hour
and i swear i'll set things straight
"I've got the power"
haha
it was a joke... no, wait!
i'll just... please... ummmm
Come back, sit, please come

I'll....
just give me a sec...
okay i've had this idea for a while
but its...oh! what the heck:
roofies
huh? whaddya think?
i'll pop a couple in your drink
watch you sink those babies down
and... haha.... all our bad days go "poofies"
-okay i swear no more jokes or fooling around-
but that'll work
you'll forget all the times i made you hurt
or every time you diminished my worth
basically everything that led to this
cant wait to hold you in my arms and kiss-
Ow!
There's no need for you to get pissed
i'm trying to fix things but i dont know how
at least i'm trying
you're just... oh no... stop crying
each tear you shed is me slowly dying
so dont
i'll.... we just gotta...
you think i'll give up but i wont
i'll find something, there's alotta-

What about weapons of mass distraction?
no, i heard what i said
been there done that?
you watched fatal attraction?
remember when she clonks him over the head
with...i dont know a bat?
that would do it, you know?
be like we never went through it
the "ugliness"
short term memory loss
i could pull it off, i guess
we didnt choose for our paths to cross
yet here we are, well you kinda left
so i guess its just i not we
i say roofies it is for my memory theft
to forget you but i got me.