Blue to My Sky....Ha (So ridiculous, but true love)

Hey dog
Can you eat the peanut butter all up?
Suddenly this love of ours has created such fog
In such a trance, all I can mutter is 'Sup' or 'Yup'

We thus dance to the off beat musically inclined
And I tend to sing the words "Your sooooo baby"
Please don't tell me your merely blind
Because I simply think you're inevitably amazing

Is this only a dream?
Both you and I?
You make me, a bit hesitated, but still beam and gleam
You have become the blue to my sky

Baby, Oh Baby, Ha

Baby, I walked down to the river
Just to see the remnants of your face
And, when you touch me I utterly quiver
And I can't escape your innate good grace

Thus baby, let's shake it
Together, preferably, or without
And just you come, and wait a bit
I want this thing to just come and sprout

You are the one, and the only one
I'm so lucky it's you
Let's enjoy this fun, please don't escape to merely run
I think we have something we both just simply knew.... Is just perhaps true and blue.....

Smirk

Sweats dripping off my pallid face
Can't seem to keep myself grounded or cool
All I know is that I'm in this fucking rat race
I just don't want to be looked at like a fool

I love you kid
I'll fight for this, back and forth, and then again
And so I ask, do we have to keep this thing enclosed with a lid
Can't we just see it clear and plain?

Despite all of my reckless shit
You work!
No need for another fit
We should just enjoy this life as we both rest our heads and smirk

Numbing Ache

Despite anything I do
Despite anything I take
There is still this dull, numbing pain, that just accrues
And this pain, I can't seem to shake

Divert
Avert
Nothing soothes the ache to redirect, and revert
Why couldn't it even subvert?

No
No, you see
It will never cease, but I warn you it comes on real slow
...I pine to eradicate it... So I could just be... Free

My Daily Grind

The car was noxious with the smell of shrimp juice
Delicately rubbing the day's sweat off my heinous face
All I'm hearing is the clank of items loose
Feeling the emotions of the daily grind; just a sense of debase

"Yes Sir," I smell like seafood and cheese
I work over yonder, I'm a mere catastrophic waitress
So make a left here, please
Slowing up to my home, here comes the wave of self-deprecating hatred

Think, thank the lord, I had a taxi take me home from work
I have now expedited my ability to rush to a sterile sense of home
Where, in reality, I am the lone inhabitant that lurks
As the door then opens; I am smacked by my life's reality; Hell is chrome

Hey Jim

Hey Jim,
Will I ever be free?
...Of you, as obsolete as a quadruplicate limb
And now I'm laughing because you never relinquished the clamorous key

You let me go down with thee
And awakening, hatred towards you multiples
Now, in Hell, you attempt to placate and plea
But everything you touch is sodomized

Love, between us, NEVER existed
I was just a tool to your gambit
More fucked than you Nan's pretzel twisted
f*** Y***, God Fucking Damn It!!!

Definitely a Never-Nude

Never-nude
Lives adjacent to me
Am I just a prude?
But I really think he is a she

But, does he know the inner depths
...Inner depths of our souls?
Will (he) be there when we take our last breaths
And will he tell us if we have fulfilled our roles?

The grates of the PATCO look like a nice resting place
And today I saw the old me on the side of a corner store
Tell me does this give me a ticket to the inevitable vitality race?
Or will my soul, like that of Jim's, merely wash to shore