To things
To love
To lust
To coffee
To alcohol, cigarettes food money the diseases
That inhabit my body
Crawl up the back of my neck
Into my head
And sit between my eyes
A waking state
Of dream
A mindful state
Of life
In order to be here
I have to
Open the doors
Let everything come in
But nothing stay
No king for me
No reason to serve to live up to any expectations
There are no limits
No standards
No ideals
There is no such thing
Rather the only thing
is to take
Each moment and treat it
Like the last
To use time
And not to let time use you
To savor every fleeting glance
Every sunrise
Every sky with the moon hanging in the garden of stars
Each kiss felt on my face
Each smile that crosses my path
In order to be here now
I have to flee
Clinging
To any one thing
Because we lose the state of truth
The reality of what is
When we are stuck
Holding on
I want to hold on
To alcohol coffee cigarettes sex
I want to hold on
To fame power money silly pinup ideals of beauty
I want to hold on to
You to my friends family
But trying to hold them only brings me pain
Cause TOO much alcohol will make me dead inside
To many cigarettes will give me cancer and I don’t like dying slowly
To much sex will give me babies so I prefer to masturbate
Even though they say it’s a sin
But if it was wouldn’t it say
Right next to do not kill hate do not masturbate
But I read the bible backwards and forwards and forwards and it never said
Do not hate and do not masturbate
In order to be free
I have to remember
That everyone dies
We are all dying everyday
In fact when we remember that
We tend to start really living
If you put someone in a cage
They will surely run away
If I do too much cocaine
I wont have very much left of a brain
Or at least the inside of my nose
Will be full of holes
And its painful anyways
To comedown the next day
I prefer to live day to
day
Now on a different high
The kind that never goes away
Like a never ending line of cocaine that never runs dry
Life is like a glass of water on a august day
In Texas
Or Mexico
Or Georgia
When it’s a hundred and five
And you ran four miles
Life is like the first time someone
Held your hand and said
I love you
Life is when you look at a baby
And see the smile that lights up there whole face
Like the light bulbs in the dirty bars on avenue a
Where all the dreams stay
Till the day comes
And makes us go home
We put on sunglasses
And hail a cab
Run up the stairs
Get naked and jump in bed
Sleep till three
Some call it irresponsibility
I call it living one long dream
I break my clocks
Burn the calendars
Live in a state
Of waking sleep
Or dreaming awake
Enjoying everything
Wanting nothing
Except what is here
Now
As I am
Here now