When tomorrow morning comes

I woke up this morning specifically to see the 20 foot waves all these so called "experts" were predicting. seriously, if this writing thing never pans out i'm going to work my ass off to become a meteorologist. It certainly doesn't matter if you're wrong or right or as MJ would say black or white. No one cares if you say it's going to rain and it's a perfect sunny day. Hurricane Bill this, and 20 foot waves, eat shit! i woke up on my last good saturday before work begins at 6 for you lies! Mf'ers!
On two other completely unrelated notes:
1) my goal is to post at least 6 times a week! so please continue to check it out and tell your friends to spread the love.
2) Everything i post is from my original thoughts only!!!!! you're reading my inner-most stuff here. i'll tell you what i'm writing about or what my inspiration for writing a certain piece is all about. so do me a favor and post and comment- whatever you have to say.
ex's "wow, you're super-talented and amazing" or "it was just ok" or "eat shit you phony"
As the Cars said "Let the good times Roll"

Sure Shot

This is the first day of a thousand burning sunsets.
This is a day that never fades from the memory.
A rehearsed elegance to embrace the fall,
Her face says it all in a still framed picture.
This is the first day of a thousand burning sunsets.
A velvet explosion pasted with sin and the formalities that come along with decadence.
But this could never be the measure of his denomination.
No words could be prepared for the type of incrimination that breeds here,
and with each breath taken, arrogance fills the air.
This night is wild, frantic, and violent.

You might not remember how the formula tastes.
We’re dressed in the covering night and cutting into your face.
The stain, the blacker the better.