"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars" ☆Jack Kerouac

I've lost the home in my house. I had never found the comfort called home In the house where I resided. I had never found the comfort called home In those whom only my blood coincided. I found home laying my head on your shoulder, resting my heart in your hands, and leaving my gaze in your eyes.

sonnet Floating without care of yesterday’s toll In the endless river of blinding white, I close the shutters and cover my soul From the cries, the laughs, and war day and night. The truth of what volatile feeling lies Sitting in my subdued heart by what may Have been failure of a flawed device On some sole and sunken several days. It is not thee that I seek to see dark, It is the way night makes stars seem brighter; But false heavenly luminescence stark Clear to be seen with my morning eyesight. The gates of temptation are in my sight, I slip past and begin my long descent. To let you in and let love burn bright; Fall deeper, this was never my intent. My sleepless love, I can see you are sad. I see your mind’s storm and rain on your cheek. Seeing the pain in your smile drives me mad. It is the joy in your eyes that I seek. I will wear the garland that thy has wreathed, But no longer taste poison, unlike Eve.

astronomy to keep the whispers of the night from sending shivers down supine spines curled around infirm hearts. to trespass for a few moments in the dark forests of each other's minds. to talk until we've used up every word we both knew. hush, now, do you hear the stars dancing? still your heart and silence your mind. trace my hand with lost stories the way empty hands grasp for something real, and let the stars devise our fate. if you find yourself trapped without a light, ill rip down every star to bestow them onto you, ill turn away these cards you've been dealt. we sat in silence and in peace underneath a starry sky. we both turned our heads as to not see each other cry. though apart we were never alone. the strength of our reverie together helped us face our futures unknown.

what might lead to happier #life; knowledge of good and evil. treating my tongue to the honey and the poison. lips lusting after wine; sweet and strong emotion. honey, burn me with your lit cigarette, though terror be in love and in beauty. burn me with your lit cigarette, to induce my return in ruby. anticipated arrival leaves no surprise, unanticipated departure hinders the lies.