I'm losing my mind

Knock Knock,
I'm on vacation
this is a creation
with little elation.
the root of desperation.
I come with a situation:
My mind can't breathe.
In spite of the invitation
and serious contemplation
I can't seem to make myself
Think. Or Re-think
my mind is tinkering.
Trickling down my spine
with my body it intertwines,
and becomes one thing.
Regardless of inspiration
it all blurrs together
like waves crashing
into piers.
Knock Knock I'm gone.
Above and beyond,
My mind floats and goes
without catching hope
or feeling at ease.
Somewhat of a coma,
is happening within me.
and all I can do is let it be.
Knock, knock.

another untitled.

another day
another toke
another blow
all systems go
i sit and think.
my mind is clear.
inhale the peace
exhale the fear.
my hands are numb.
mix wine with the rum.
vision blurrs.
forgetful i become.
another day
another toke
another reason
to call me a bloke
i sit and think.
i smoke and drink
vagabonding the streets
of new york city.
around me,
life is happening.
stories unwinding.
everything is exciting.
but i'm too blind to see.
expectations aren't meant
to be.
frustrated, i fall asleep.
another day.
another toke
i think,
i'm just too broke.
but money is not what
makes you rich.
it's just the reason we
feel poor.

Take me to the museum

Take me to the museum,
kiss me between the paintings.
I want art to know
how we make art on the daily.
Let's show each piece
how we are a masterpiece.
Let's exhibit our kisses all over Paris
New York City, or Italy; this is a must see.
Show them that our love can conquer anything.
Let's give embraces to any critic who'll take them.

Take me to the museum.
Kiss me between the paintings.
Let's create something classic, modern,
maybe even contemporary.
I just want art to know,
that there is nothing more beautiful
than our love.