Same story, different day

The Juggler and my Dead Cat

So I kinda just sat there juggling the faces and the names
Nothing was really moving besides my arms, circling, circling
and circling again
waiting for one to drop off, out, bump off to the side but
my hands kept moving and the heads and faces kept spinning
out
in front of me.

No one looks me in the eye.

They eventually became fuzzy and blurred a bit
maybe it was the tequila or maybe it just was

I thought...one of these heads will stop spinning around in
this vicious washing machine world
this endless Ferris Wheel of people who's mouths     move
but they don't mean what they say
around and around
same story each circle
every now and again I think one is about to roll out
but they just keep on

same story
different day

Suck back the spit, Swallow

Negative space(s)

Place(s)
Trace(s)

the line I used to love. 

White chalk. 

Scratch(es)

Snatch(es)

Surrounding the figure(s)

Person(s)

Moment(s)

The study, the sketch

the first impression(s)

wipe(s) off

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Where there once was rage(s)

replaced page(s)

Suck back the spit

Swallow

She start(s) over. 

Window shopping my own reflection

how many times am I going to come to this place,
space
vacancy
void

Window shopping my own reflection

the negative space that snaps between nothing
slowly
softly
simply
allowing the faint slip of silence
cross over me

shhhhhhh

Pressing my finger against the line of his lips
tracing the lies
erasing
pacing

I don't remember how I got here
because I don't know where I've been
if fate has me cornered
and I'm back inside the box
let it be known
I've since learned how to draw
a thousand exits,
a drop floor
and a blackhole

and the line I used to draw you in
is as easily erased

All Chemtrailed and Modified

I'm 10 shades deeper than I saw red
looked around and noticed the world was dead

All chemtrailed and modified

pushed and shoved

My cats don't meow
My dogs don't bark

Life doesn't give you mountains
to climb

It gives you holes
to make into mountains
you dig out of them
you dig into them

either way you dig.

I'm 10 shades deeper than I saw red.

Momma grabbed a hatched

Daddy laid in bed

lazy mother fucker

pilled out of his head

little girl cried out "I saw red"

Wedding dress laid

last hanged thread

narrow down the isle

walking dead

little girl cried out 

"I saw red"