Initial Chemical Reactions

He approached me one day at my makeshift work closet and struck up a conversation. Yet I didn't give in no matter how deep the aqua in his eyes glimmered or how his stunning frame towered over me. 

As I left for home that night I thought of his golden curly locks brushing over those hypnotizing eyes. Parked on the seventh floor of the ramp I was in somewhat of a dizzy trance as I circled round and down, round and down. As I eased the car to the exit on the bottom floor absent-mindedly a  tall stepped in front of me to cross the lane to enter a parking lot almost empty in lieu of the time of night. 

And perhaps it was due to the time of night that my reaction was so delayed in registering another person appearing from nowhere, or so it seemed. 

Prelude: A Story Unnamed

Life is packed with curses, albeit some are more subtle than others, and we must either adapt to the impact of these misfortunes or lay victim at the mercy of that cold hearted bitch we call Fate. 

Essentially it demonstrates strength in livelihood to tackle the bitch and fight the credentials instilled in you since before time and space were even considered quantifying as algorithmic variables with a sustained outcome.

It's possibly a curse that I studied psychology prior to marketing and perhaps more so now that I've piqued an interest in activation of the ventrical fusiform cortex. Perhaps then I wouldn't be accustomed to the awkwardness that I feel in my bones when I can tell that I'm being perceived as a sex toy dangling from the rafters atop the small confines of his mind.

Acid Dream

Last night I fumbled for the keyhole

Just as I surrendered all self-control

I could've sworn I felt you in my soul

It was a fancy and chromatic dream

Although it was essentially a fiend

Yet this kaleidoscopic rendezvous 

That encompassed the parameters of me and you

I scavenged the mountains that held our desire

Blinded by the fusion of time and space

Referencing the picture burned inside my eyelids 

Just to scan for your face

I thought I'd spotted you, for sure

In the oak tree trunk so obscure

Before I could approach you we were whisked away by a meteor stream

That night I walked the balance beam

You were the fixation

Of my acid dream

I Do Not Forgive Nor Do I Forget

I taste your chalky silhouette that taints more than senses; it taints souls

Your looming and absurd presence, that is.

Am I the victim of a fiery blast that seared not only my eyes but also my heart?

This time and space and existence that I know is fading like the disappearing ink on the heels of your livelihood. 

And honestly, I specifically advised you not to use that pen but it dazzled and taunted you with its eloquence and glamour.  

As for me? Well I am slapped against the whitewash wall symbolic of my emotions. 

All white and all washed. They tend to blend together. 

So expose the only beauty I think you'll see whilst grasping the arms of insecurity.

So I turn my face to side. I close my eyes. 

Because I know you'll never be mine. 

My Darkest Secret

It's been over a year yet somedays it feels no different than when it happened. You ruined my life and cracked my mentality into millions of pieces when you finally returned only to use brute force to take what was never yours in the first place. I hate you every day for this darkness you've instilled inside of me, it's snakelike arms taking root among my soul. And you know exactly what you did, the sins of deceit and acts of inhumanity you committed can never be undone. Fuck you and the way you fucked up everything I thought I knew about myself before you created this haunting and degrading secret which I now must carry each and every day. Trust is a cruel joke now. And it's all because of you. 

Chicago Sweep Toronto

Kaleidoscope love

Lifeless Lesson pt 1