The Tunnel of Love is Under Repair

Roller Coasters make me sick, but sometimes you have to just have to ride them. So, begrudgingly hand in your ticket and take my advice. Enjoy the highs and don't overemphasize the lows. 

I'll get back to the bitterness and gloom. but right now its okay to be present and feel alright

every night i sleep. alone. naked. but alone. every morning I wake up late. alone. naked. and look in the mirror at myself. it's nothing visually exciting. behind me there is an empty room. a naked boy steals most of the view. this morning i awoke. alone. naked. happy. i looked in the mirror and said, david things are pretty ok.

Miles from Midnight

I'm counting the days but my nights have me numbered. I'll lose one more of whichever like every vacation or hotel stay even though the place I'm leaving is home. My car ride out is an opus of silent symphonies that scream for more lowered expectations as my route proves I've bitten off more than I can chew.

The Words Found Me

I get to work early today; I'm that much closer to death. I walk to the corner store and buy another last pack of Camels. I look up at the dusk retreating away and pray for the sunrise to make haste.

I'll Start From Scratch Again, It's Better Than Starting From Itch

I drove you to your house where you said you sleep and parked the car. It didn't feel right, yet. You looked at me ardently searching your eyes for something that resembled the romance I found in your voice when you asked if I would walk you to the door. I stayed a step behind trying to figure out my place you'd find most satisfactory. You turned around and caught me staring at the pavement's cracks. I grabbed your hips, you leaned in and laughed when I missed your lips. I was hoping it would wake your father whom I imagined was sleeping by the door waiting for you to come home. This moment was too perfect for just the both of us and your porch light. But he didn't wake up. And I didn't care.

I was never the jealous type, but I'm hoping you are

I grip the wheel with both hands and try to drive through these tears that won't come. I always found it funny how every new movie you saw became either your new favorite or least favorite. I guess I should've seen this coming. It isn't that funny anymore for me but if I'm laughing it's at myself.

Nothing's absolutely definite till it's absolutely, definitely, definitely gone

I'm searching in my phone book for a number I don't have. You given me some insecurities now it's my turn to give you some of mine. You're a jet black beauty bound to break me down, but I rather chose my own fate with a casual disaster from a peroxide princess. I can still smell the bleach on her hair and I know you will smell it on me too.

Can This Be The B-Side To Your Book On Tape?

The times we had are documented in these undeveloped rolls of film that I can hide but not forget. Every pill tastes like your lipstick but corrodes my stomach lining instead of my heart. I could burn what I have left of you in an hour but I know your taste will last much longer than that. So the photo albums can stay empty like the space inside my chest.

I Need You Like A Hole In My Head, But I Know You'd Rather Aim For My Heart

I want to send you a postcard explaining how much better I am without you but I can't figure out how to sign it at the bottom.