October 28

two hearts beating together
under the weather
still connected forever
protected by an ether
of an intangible breed
our love like a seed
that spawns adolescent dreams
I don't need a reciept
to return or exchange
you babe for a taste
thanks to you I'm saved
now turn the page
for a continued list
of how through thick and thin
I wanna spend every kiss
on your lips

October 26

My heart beats
at an unbeatable speed
in need of relief
in the form of a leaf
a single celled organism
sittin' in Missoula prison
get a grip, don't be trippin'
this is typical of women
my thoughts echo
of the culprit in stilletto
part of me says let go
the other part says hell no
she put me in this cell though
this is a new self low
legs like jello
til the bondsman shows
frustrated
by complications
in this relation
in combination
with anger and sorrow
like there's no tommorow
feeling like Ricky Ricardo
in a trade embargo

October 27

Two hearts
beating apart
one behind a scarf
in a parked car
waiting for an alarmed
boy hehind bars
unaware of his charges
of breaking a heart
he calmly exhales
as he posts bail
and walks free from jail
and sits with a frail
and disheartened Jilly
who put him in this building
because of her feelings
of not being believed
accused of decieving
some would call him silly
for being willing
to see her freely
but love's a feeling
that's worth healing for
this love's a feeling
that's worth healing for

October 25

My heart beats
as sweat streams
down the sleeve of my T
embroidered with Little C's
all alone the tone
of my cellular phone
condones a text which shows
the words "die slow"
and all I know
is I gotta go
throw aside these clothes
and run to her home
to attempt to explain
in a way she'd relate
I made a mistake
but not too great to be forgave
I reach her floor
and knock on the door
to be greeted by the sorts
of Missoula's police force
they ask "are you Sid?"
and I affirm who I am
they then click my wrists
this shit has to end

October 24

Two hearts beat
synchronized beneath
melon colored sheets
on a California queen
morning sunbeams
sprinkle on wrinkled jeans
My Jillibean asleep
peacefully
her snores like purring
my stomach is churning
the way that she's stirring
and then turning
to pass me a glance
which has me entranced
it's hard to get mad
at such a striking lass
but alas
it's ask or assume
my trash compacted heart attack
or the truth
as soon as I beg
"Have you something to say?"
I've made a mistake
and I know it's too late

October 23

two hearts beat
like a metronome beneath
the wrinkled pillow sheets
lost in dreams
of lies and deciet
anxiety, defeat
pleading she leaves
if she needs to cheat
lest our loves so deep
she's plagued like a disease
her integrity streams
like snot down her cheek
a cough and sneeze
all she can do to keep
the condom under the sink
from leaking past her teeth
the numbers deleted
praying I'm not seeing
new stains on the seats
blaming my anxiety
the slues are unseen
pepetrators identity
I wake from the dream
a terrible nighmare

October 22

though bombed like Japan
united we stand
stick with the plan
though you don't understand
not the military or cops
or the mob or SWAT
or your mom or pop
could ever stop
lest you were to leave
and call the police
and tell them in tresspassing
on your property
then encarcerated
cuz of false accusations
and there she waited
as I escaped the situation
our heated conversation
even more aggravated
I love you but hate this
can't take this
love me or leave me
just please don't lead me
on a string to defeat

October 21

it sounds like no noise
and hurts like no feeling
it tastes like no flavor
and smells like no scent
it broke with no problems
in heat of zero degrees
it moves like stationary
that words with no words
in the center of space
my heart with no body
like shoes with no soul
fire with no smoke
im lost with no clue
like a test with no questions
the best of the worst

October 20 part2

societies future still
coarsing my genes
justice my restitution
in a world needing peace
human pollution
is how it's percieved
demanding execution
and praying defeat

October 20 part1

the name of this thought
is a topic that's hot
in a season that's not
something you may have caught
like the sniffles or coughs
the subject is a clot
in my nose like a frog
Im clogged up with snot!
like a thickening plot
in a perilous draught
I've shopped and shopped
to cure me of this wrong

October 19

pull away from the game
of Rumble Fighter
as passed a lighter
the noise of the dryer
like a wailing beast
coming from beneath
the floors of the seats
where Jillibean and me
leisurely relax
have a few snacks
such as turkey and ham
on sandwhich crackers
higher than rafters
rises our chronic laughter
at the hilarious family matters
in our DVD chapters
then velociraptors
then the mad hatter
these rhymes I gather
from nothing like zero matter
it's good times
on a good night
like a good line
from this rhyme

October 18

sigma alpha epsilon
such is the song
as a rip like king kong
off the top of the Gnob
right by my leg
is a massive keg
pump it like a brake
and then spray
some Pabst or Bud
into a party cup
gettin' hella drunk
and these thugs
from a fraternity
are concerning me
the word eternity
rhymes with fraternity
stumbling and stumbling
in a room full of dudes
not to be rude
but where is the boobs
I'm just being mean
the party was sweet
thanks to Joe G
and Sigma Alpha E

October 17

you won the lottery
it's not something you wanna be
it's something you've gotta be
and probably
people are watching
almost constantly
people are haunting
constantly following
I've worked days and years
to grace your ears
with my name to peers
remember it clear
connect my role
put on for show
to that of an adult
who knows what's best
I humbly confess
despite rep and success
I'm far from perfect
like the rhyme I profess
check your intellect
and you'll surely find
the truth behind your eyes
don't scrutinize
the music guy
just because
you're a bad role-model

October 16

like a crack lighter
Imma on fire
like a freedom writer
Imma on fire
up north called sire
Imm on fire
sweat perspires
as I'm on fire
I'm too hot for these
scandalous girls
who say they need
diamonds or pearls
it's usually plural
you know them girls
from all around the world
in panties and girdles
like a spark
in a glass jar
Im ahead by far
like a track star
like a lighter
Imma on fire
like a journal writer
Imma on fire