Day 182: Binary Love

So this is a real poem, written in the binary form of ASCII, which is what most computers use. There's a website at the bottom that will translate it if you copy and paste it into it.

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to translate to human speak, use this website

http://www.roubaixinteractive.com/PlayGround/Binary_Conversion/Binary_To_Text.asp

Day 181: I don't like where this is going

I don't like where this is going
Somewhere along the road ahead
I heard the screams of the undead
And It sent shivers to the very souls of my shoes.
But I can still smell your perfume...

And it drives me mad
An olfactory delivered opiate
That beckons me towards it
Uncontrollably I travel the trail of scent ahead
Dread increasing with each step

And I hate you
But I have to taste your lips again
I have to feel the adrenaline
The rush, the finger brush, its too intense
I have to feel your touch again.

I race ahead until I find
The trail goes cold in a yard of head stones
I whip my head to find you, but I'm all alone
I'm lost and my voice is hoarse from calling your name
I'll do whatever you want, whatever you say

I can't get away
I'm empty
Won't you tempt me once again

Day 180: I've Had Better Days

I've had better days than this
And I'd be remiss if i'd insist
That every day's a display
of picture perfect bliss

Two fists full of hair
Is the rating for the day
I'm displaying signs of crazy
Cause it's driving me insane

I'm losing all my steam
I'm unstitching at the seams
I'm barely breathing deep enough
to keep my sanity in one piece

Day 179: Trust No One

Trust no one
Live lonsome
Protect your heart
Before It's broken
Get that money
Ice till you're frozen
Knuck if they buck
Sayin you're posin as the chosen

Day 178: When the Bottle falls

I left all my past
On the shelf in a bottle
But it all came crashing down
From the force of the full throttle
Shock when I saw it my jaw
Dropped to the carpet my heart
Stopped about a moment
Longer than I wanted
And all these old feelings
Came pouring like a fountain
Drowning in thoughts I'd kept locked up
To be forgotten.
As I'm washed in the deluge
The after birth of after thought
I realized bottling your past isn't effective
When the bottle falls.

Day 177: I Pray

I look outside
My apartment window
And all I see
Are broken hearts and dreams
I see a world
Far far from where it should be
And I pray
I Say I pray
I pray

I pray for my people
The lost and the broken
For my neighborhood
And those without a home
I pray for the rescue
Of the broken families
And I pray
I pray
For redemption

I pray one day
We will all awake
Open our eyes and see
That when we fight
And steal and cheat
We hurt ourselves
And can't find peace

And it's been weeks and weeks
Of unanswered prayer
And I can't take any more
I swear
My hope and patience
Are starting to wear thin
But I drop to my knees one more time
I lift my hands to the sky and cry
Won't you rescue your children

Day 175: I'm not crazy

This is a real poem. There is rhyme and meter. Hopefully you can figure it out. Handed down from the ancient mayans......


I M W R I T I N G
B I T I N S A N I
A W O R L D W E N
M E I T E T E B A
E H R A Y H A U S
E T W W S I L T Q
S E L L I W L W U
Y L U R I N E H A
A M H C I H W E R

And this won't format correctly, which is bothering me,so try copying it down and keep it equally spaced IN A SQUARE, wink wink.

Day 174: I don't even know

I don't even know
What I want to be
So how can I prepare
For my life in front of me

I know I want to be happy
But can you get paid for that?
I doubt it
So I'll look for another career path.

How do you even know
What job will best suit you?
Maybe you should prepare
Not for work, but for you

Find out who you want to be
In a career vacuum
The job is just for money
But life is what you do.

Day 173: Travel Bug

Sorry this is late. Flew to LaGuardia for work, expecting to have internets but nope! so here is what i wrote but couldn't upload

I've been bitten by the travel bug
I feel the venom in my veins
It rushes through my finger tips
As it gains control of my brain

A metamorphisis begun
My body shakes uncontrollably
My instincs tell me to take flight
And find new grounds immediately

I need new colors I need new sounds
I need new freinds and food
I need to go where I've never been
And I need to do it soon

Dominos in the streets of Kingston
Cooking classes in the south of Italy
A vineyard tour in the hills of Spain
A stopover in Tokyo for sushi

An evening in the african bush
A Vodka toast in St. Peter's square
It doesn't matter where I go
It just matters that I was there.

Day 172: Passing through the twilight

Passing Through the Twilight

And I can see forever
It's not that far away
It lies just past the horizon
At the closing of the day
And I can hear eternity
As it gently calls my name
And as the sun begins to set
I'm no longer afraid.

Day 171: I can't keep a thought

I can't keep a thought
They slip through my fingers
Like grains of salt
And they pour from my head
Like a water fall
When my eyes turn left
They turn back right
And I can't seem to find them again

Day 170: Why I must be right.

Again, I realize i'm late, but had a big party yesterday with work people that went way way longer than I planned. I'll catch up today.

Agree to Disagree?
I resolutely think not
If you don't think like I think
It's obvious you're wrong

And if you are so wrong
I have to show the way
Cause I can't rest a single second
Till you agree with what I say

So I will have to argue
And even raise my voice
I may insult you personally
You left me with no choice

You have to agree with me
I must change your mind
Because if you don't agree
It could mean that I've
Been wrong
This entire time.......
And I can't live with that....

Day 169: Nervous

I'm nervous
Cause I'm sure this
Party will be a barrel full of awkward
My stomach
Can't cut it
And is doing flips trying to get out
In a moment
The party opens
And we see how things will go
I'll either get
All new friends
Or find new people to know

Day 168: Missin you.

Baby girl
I've been a bit confused
Cause I'm trippin flippin out
From crazy missin you
And I done some dumb things
And I've said some dumb stuff
But you know I've cleared my head
Long enough
Just long enough
To realize what you mean
Realize why I seem
To self destruct
And screw things up
Like I'm meant to be unhappy
But you're what I need
You make me complete
You are what I want
You're my everything
And I'm never gonna give
Never gonna quit
I'mma get my game right
Come back with the flashy finish
Last second
Score for the win
Meet you halfway
Then lead you to the end
I'm back in it
To win it
And I'm never gonna leave
And as long as I got you
I've got all I need

Day 167: Hard Day's Working

I'm tired
But I earned every ounce of this feeling
I worked consistently
Never ceasing through the evening

I'm sore
But it feels so good
To know I beat my body
Pushing myself as far as I could

I'm cranky
But it's because of all the above
So back off until I get some sleep
Cause tomorrow I'll be happy
But now I'll bite your head right off

Day 166: I'm Gonna Fly

Just gonna let it flow
Spittin it like you never seen
Blowin up on the scene
Record sales straight obscene

And i'm feelin so free
I'm feelin so high
Ain't no body gonna
Keep me on the ground
I'm gonna fly

Said I'm gonna fly
Said I'm gonna fly
You be standing on the ground
Scratching your head askin why

I ain't stickin around
You can figure it out yourself
I'm gettin the hell out of
This old creaky house


And i'm feelin so free
I'm feelin so high
Ain't no body gonna
Keep me on the ground
I'm gonna fly

Said I'm gonna fly
Said I'm gonna fly
You be standing on the ground
Scratching your head askin why

But I ain't tellin nothin
No matter what the price
Cause I said I'm gonna fly
You know I'm gonna fly

Day 165: Remixs of whiny bitches

If I could warp time and space
I think I'd just warp sound
And make remixes of conversations
That I hear going 'round.

That winy girl across the cafe
Complaining on her cell phone
Becomes a hot beat any rapper
Would be crazy not to own

Like O my
O my
O my Gawd
You can't
c-c-can't
be serious

I'm so fat
f-f-f-f-f-fat
My jeans
My jeans don't fit
f-f-fit

It's possibly the only way
I'd feel sane from day to day
Since all the drama they bring out
Is driving me cra-zay.

Day 164: I Never Knew

I never knew
What I could do
Until I had no choice

I never heard
A single word
Until I had no voice

I never thought
What I ought
Until I couldn't think

I never loved
Until enough
Was not enough for me

Day 163: I Saw the Hurtful Words

Sorry this is late. I was down in binghamton hanging out with a freind i hadn't seen in a while and didn't have my computer with me.

I Saw The Hurtful Words


I saw the hurtful words
Spewn from towers ramparts
From patriarchal archer loops
They pierced the son's heart

Struck on the battle field
He could not show his wounds
So faking thicker skin
He marched on urging the troops


The king could not see
That his own arrow struck his son
So he continued shouting orders
Urging the battle on

But a keener eye amongst his ranks
Saw the bloody trail
Trickle from his wounded heart
Exposing his generals tale.

He wrote it down in poetic form
For all the world to read
Hoping his friend had not been struck in vain
Hoping the king would see.

Day 162: Voice Mail to my Muse

Ummmmmm.... Helllo?
Muse?
Where the hell you been?
Haven't seen you around these parts
Since I can't remember when.
It's like as soon as I get busy
You find some better friends
Do I have to be miserable
To get you to come around again?
Seriously, what's the deal?
What do you think this is?
You think this relationships over?
It ain't over till I say it is
I'm gonna swing round your place
Be always in your sight
I'm gonna be the reason
You can't sleep at night.
I'm so angry that you left
And didn't let me know
I swear I'm gonna find you out
You stupid dumb aBEEP!
"Message capacity has been reached.
If you would like to leave another message,
Please stay on the line"
Eff it....
I got what I needed....

Day 161: Crest of The Wave

It's electric
I feel it coursing through my limbs
My static status charged to the max
No longer able to continue like this
So I'm on a roll
With the momentum of a stone
I'm picking up steam
That I've bottled in my bones
If I don't move
I'm gonna explode
The crest of the wave
About to fold
About to wash up on shore
And leave my mark on the beach
Washing away foot prints
And washing others feet

Day 160: Be Fearless

I want to be fearless
I want to be free
From the rubber necking
Over the shoulder checking
Every second expecting
To be jumped by something
Or someone,
Immaterial, spectral
Epithelial, close behind
I live in terror
Jumping when the creaking house says jump
Running when the lights go out
Hiding until I'm allowed to leave
Until the sun comes up

But I breathe
Calm the adrenaline frenzy
Just a second longer
Knocking at the knees
Just a breath longer
Shaking uncontrollably
And see
That I am safe
I am safe indeed
The ghost is nothing more
Than the shadow of the tree
The beast is nothing more
Than the squirrels all scampering
And the evil thief
Coming after me
Is just the delivery man

I want to be fearless
So fearless I will be
If I feel over whelmed
I just need to breathe

Day 159: I'm so Mousy

New bedroom, new nest
Is it safe to fall asleep?
Mousy by nature

Day 158: The First Dance

The first dance is uncomfortable
Exciting, alive.
The adrenaline pulses
With heartrate rising
Who will lead
Will the styles match?
It takes some getting used to
Before your steps will match.

Day 157: When the Coffee Drip Isn't Adequate

Again, sorry for late posts. This moving stuff has thrown me all off my game. Here is how I felt the morning after my first real night at the new house.

When The Coffee Drip Isn't Adequate

I've been in the fight
With the night before
I've been in the slurry
Of the morning after
When the eyelids rebel
Like pistachio shells
When the coffee drip
Isn't adequate
When head stays bent
In a prayer for strength
When the feet hug the floor
With every step from the door
I've been there before.

Day 156: I Hate Moving

Hey, sorry this is late but my computer died yesterday around 9:30am and the power cord got lost in the all the moving crap.


I Hate Moving

I hate moving
It's a matter of fact
The endless climbing of stairs holding boxes
Is breaking down my back

After day one was done
I thought I felt ok
But when the morning came to my door
It brought with it the pain

And now it's the start of day 2
And the pain's driving me crazy
But I still have to carry up boxes
So my wife will stop calling me lazy

I can't believe I survived
It's the night of day number 2
I'm laying in bed and resting my head
Because I can barely move

The morning of day 3 is here
And the work is still looming
I'm gonna roll over and say F it all
I've decided that I hate moving.

Day 155: Dealing with the Rage

I'm such a F&$@@ing pistol
Unrestrained, emotionally fitful
The bullets I spit aim straight for the hearts that I love
A tickle of my trigger
Causes bones to splinter
A consequence of the terrible chemical reaction
Diffuse Diffuse
Empty the chamber tubes
Keep me from flying off the handle again
Plug my mouth now
Twist my neck around
Make me a twisted metal paper weight instead

Day 154: Back to Basics

I'm sick of all the hype
So now it's back to basics
I'm clearing all the obstacles
With a fresh new pair of Asics

So I dodge duck dip dive and dodge
Along my merry way
I bob and weave, sting like a bee
But float with a butterfly's weight

I'm settin up the gym
In my small garage
I'm hittin it ever day
I'm ready for the barrage

It's time to fight
To weave and defend
It's time for the basics
To begin again.