poems

Wander
The streets the woods the ocean the world
Wandering teaches you more than anything else.
No book can show you the wold first hand
Have you experience all types of places
People see them be influenced by them
Learn from them and how they do things.
Wander the woods to understand it so well and completely
You can study a tree in a library but why bother
When you can lean all you need to know just by walking
Through the woods and examining
contemplating what you see
sail the ocean take
take your time
there’s hardly ever a rush
swim with it and absorb the water
live off it
feed off it
appreciate it.

Back in style.

Who cares.
To people really pay attention to what you where?
Hip and new is all the rage.
You got to be up to date or youre a worthless nobody

If cosmo says that having a tear in your jean is cool on the right but not the left
You best go out and buy jeans just like that.
If you’ve got a hole on the left you might as well go hide in a cave.

Where whatever you want.
If people give you shit for it you can think of them as mindless drones
That obey orders from a magazine.


skis

You just sit there and wait
All summer you stare
Right at me every morning.
Leaning against the wall
calling me
I move you to the floor
Letting you know
The time is near.
The snow is coming
Your new co-workers have arrived
Youll like them
I know your upset
That you cant go out as soon as the others
But your special
You wait for prime conditions
Let the others eat the rocks.
you will be most triumphant

Crash

Flying down leaning way back
Sinking deep full confidence
No backing down now too late
Launch through the air
A white explosion behind you
You see your LZ
Its perfect, deep and untouched.
You hit spot on
You compress deepinto the snow
Your head close to the tips
Your going to slow.
Tick tick poof
You fly forward
Skis way behind
Your head buried deep under the surface.
Your friend rolling in the snow laughing.
You double ejected.

The first time cotton candy experience

I have no clue how old I was so I must have been pretty young
my dad and I floating around the park.
I was depressed
I had just lost a bunch of money
on one of those stupid games that sucks you in like gambling.
I was basically in tears
My dad bought me a wad of cotton candy.
He wanted to ruin my teeth
You can never forget the feeling and taste of cotton candy.
It is truly one of a kind.
The water in you mouth turns the stuff into a super sticky slush
that is sure to stick to your face
When you’re eating that stuff nothing else seems to matter.
You’re so preoccupied
You forget you lost10 bucks
trying to get ping pong balls into a cup floating in a pond.
nothing gets your mind off reality more than cotton candy.