you dont know what i like

coming back home from my east coast trip #2.
saying good bye fucking sucks

onlybears

censor censor censor!!!!!!

why do i...
no, i don't.

ask me and i will tell you gladly
let me share my joy,
set aside your notions of
"whats good and right for Joseph"

"have you lit a fire under my ass...no"
"have you let my instinct reign as well...no, you haven't"
"have you all tied my shoe laces...no"
"have you all seen my joy of honesty...sadly, no."

onlybears can show the truth
onlybears are where the love repairs
my fucked up esteem
onlybears show me who i am

and i am ready to trust myself
and that feels so fucking good

so praise me for being a goddamn onlybear.

i swear i have pink eye....

arr arr arr
this is like exorcism
a purging of the closeness
i was blessed to have for a fortnight

so now i count the days, once agian,
counting down the days to close breaths
to pillow face,
to a soft kiss
to a laugh.
a quick smoke,
to a touch

jesus christ, i fucking miss you

3000 is a hell of a number

lets pretend miles were inches

you still would be way to far.

2 weeks...

here it comes...



here it stays...

dont this shit just make you want to JUMPJUMP??

I am learning,
Learning to toss out
My skeptic eyes.
Removing them from my being
And offering them to the moon

I am trying,
Trying to stop
My four minute mile mind.
Throwing up blockades
To give it a breath or two.

I am ceasing,
Ceasing to allow
My gut to be eaten up.
Instinct shall share the
Throne with reason.

"Let my eyes be the moss.
Let my eyes be the trash at stop 439.
Let my eyes be every captor that inspires.
Let my eyes be the cherry blossom leaves fallen on the cars, they are the new constellations in which I will read my future.
Let my eyes be every major, minor and diminished chord.
Let my eyes be the back of unforgotten neck.
Let my eyes be the beer bottles and cans, you boys are looking like skyscrapers!!!
Let my eyes be the death of my skeptic"

twenty-five

6 down
19 to go
let 25 be the one i want
as well

but the 25 are yours,
and yours alone.
do what is best
for you and the boot
on her way to peru,
for she is a good one
keep her in mind
at least one of the
25 times

don't tell me what 25 is
unless it comes to pass.

if it comes true,
then the saint of smiles
just might become my saint of peru.