Carlos Needs Gas
The Crackberry Diaries: Blue Dream

I saw you in a blue field of tulips

Standing against a baby blue sky

A dark stark striking figure painted blackish blue

Swirls of pale wispy wind wrinkles the scene

& your hair wipes to one side of your nondescript blue stained face

A blue chilling cold creeped in and darkened the entire picture

And I awoke confused and longing from my blue dream

The Crackberry Diaries: Forever

Love you forever 

But forever is impossible

A state of existing that can never be

A fleeting emotion in a sea of harsh continuous reality 

A sand castle at the mouth of a tsunami

A popular song on the radio you can’t bear to listen to 

Me and you, a story meant to end. 

The Crackberry Diaries: King Kong

Being scared has held me back a few times in my life

I almost missed out on Jaws at Universal Studios 

I never went on King Kong

And I think I may miss out on you 

The Crackberry Diaries: Fake

Well placed smiles

Polite laughter 

Planned attacks

The Crackberry Diaries: Drunk

A stool falls over and the entire bar gasps

What beer enthusiast has just beefed it in the rear? 

Moves like jagger plays for the third time in an hour

And I’m waiting for my nugget to return with drinks

Which she immediately does