A Lesson In Running Away From Problems I tried to kiss my best friend because I thought he felt the same He didn't speak to me again after that So I got high and stared at the stars and I thought they were spinning but it was just me so I put my arms to the sky and let myself fall And I laid in a hammock and put my head on another boy's chest and listened to his heartbeat and was lonely I went to a party and felt sad and alone so I let a boy kiss me even though I told him not to I bought coffee for another girl's boyfriend and I felt guilty at first but I don’t anymore And I went for a walk at midnight and my whole body wanted to walk forever I heard a train and wondered if I had an ID on me, But I didn't so I went back home.

Goodbye Opuss I stand here before you And demand your attention I haven't been on a year and a half Yes, thats true But do i not deserve an audience as attentive as you? I write to tell stories You know my whole #life My love, my desire My deepest heartaches Youve seen me on good days as high as the sun And nursed me through darkness after bad days are done Dearest Opuss, you were my soapbox Now, you leave me screaming at shadows in the dark Here i stand my final time, Eyes melted, Voice wasted And with a heavy heart I raise my arm in salute, Look tearfully back, And quickly depart

The Age Of Aquarius It is movement, color, swirling of nature and love and limbs all melding together and it is beautiful. Can you imagine? The world melting beneath you as you lay in the grass, everything soft and full of #life, feel the swish of slippery hair dripping down your back and rough, gentle fingers on your skin. Stand hand in hand around a fire with me, sing until your throat aches and and let it echo through your soul, smell the rich, wet dirt that you stand upon and the coarse, fluid smoke that curls through your hair, around your legs and through your fingers. Feel the earth resonate under the pound of hundreds of marching feet attached to hundreds of young bodies all amber, chestnut, honey, ebony and ivory, alive and lovely with arms raised and hands swishing, clothing flowing like silk in the wind, an unstoppable, immortal wave. Give in to the wave, let it sweep you off your feet and deep out into a warm salty sea. Float along on a driftwood, legs and arms cascaded into the water and slowly dissipating to nothing. Allow the the shy, colorful fishes to explore you, nuzzle you with their slippery noses and nip playfully at your fingers and toes. Smile as the jellyfish injects you with its poison and watch the sky melt away, rippling and churning like the ocean. Sleep in the day as the warmth of the sun kisses your cheeks and thighs and breasts and the sea gently caresses your face. Awaken at night and stare into the heavens, wondering what the stars have in store for you and discussing the cosmos with snaggle-toothed sharks and gentle whales. Hear the angry curses of those on shore, screaming at you to return to the safety of land. Stuff your ears full of seaweed because you are in love with Aquarius and you are becoming are are one with the sea. It is also unspeakable sadness, drowned in the tears of the voiceless and the silent, it is smoldering, poisonous anger, stuffed into the back of our minds and hidden under half-lidded eyes. Fury and heartbreak growing like a weed as you are forced to listen as the news boasts the destruction of your sisters, the induction of your brothers to massacre for a government that doesn't care, the destruction of a world that is not ours to control, and the disregard for the alive and beautiful. Feel the ice-cold fear burn through your veins as the waves grow choppy and dark but your legs and arms are frozen in place, caught up in the thrall and long since unused. Stare wide-eyed and helpless and the fish grow bolder, biting at your exposed belly and taking bits of you away with them, cell by cell. Grimace as the jellyfish floats towards you and gurgles sweet nothings in your ear as it stings you again and again and again. Sleep by day, fill your eyelids full of nightmares, awaken and stare up at the sun for reassurance but find nothing but grey clouds, choke on the black water as it cascades over you and tries to slip down your throat and into your lungs. At night stare up at what is left of the stars, now blotted out by smog and six billion people with six billion lights all directed up at the heavens and wonder if this is what the stars meant for you. Hear the desperate voices of the people you once knew, huddled on shore, pleading with you to try to stay afloat. Allow yourself to sink beneath the stormy waves because you are in love with Aquarius and you are now one with the sea.

Growing Up Below the masses we dwell and we are the wild, we are the teetering, teetering on the edge of the cliff between acceptance and insanity, between hope and freedom. We will tirelessly grow (and flourish) precisely where You* tell us is strictly forbidden, our roots sunk deep in the darkly invigorating illusion of being feral; untamable. Ignoring the prosaic , the antiquated customs to which You have attached Yourself, we state our opinion with candor and waste not a second praying for vindication. Harbingers of change, we lack Your trepidation because we are immortal and invincible, we are free from the burden of Your dark circles and weak ankles, so we dance on railroads, only jumping off just before the train screams past. We are replete with #life, our batteries charged and engines full steam ahead, racing along smoking weed and sneaking vodka to test how far we can push before we spin out. But we left our extra tank of gas in oblivion and when our engines begin to grind and our battery dies, well… We turn into You.

The Hidden You see my face Before you see my mind You cannot see The broken things I hold inside Under pretty lips And long blonde hair My mind is in pieces On my wrist is a tear My friends? I have plenty All pretty and fake This #life never gives As much as it takes You call me slutty So I call you fag You don't know I was raped And choked with a gag At home it's a mess I pay all the bills My brother is starving My father takes pills My mothers' is worse I get beat every night "Stupid slut, no one loves you" No, I can't see the "light" I'm not saying its ok To put up a shield like I do I'll try to think before I speak If you promise, too There's a story behind the clothing, Makeup and sharp tongues But nobody notices Until air stops filling our lungs