A little bit of love is for all this fun. Jumping up the street and beating your chest with joy. To far away from today and you know it all feels Okay on some level at least. And a hug is a greet and a goodbye feels un-neat. Because you can never wrap it all … Continue reading Stay
I have a bunch a cash changed for coins. With two sides each I'm glancing at the choices. I need to pay my bills that creep into my wallet like a pick pocket. The plans and mishaps we have are in the wind like a burnt out fire Choking the past so much it coughs … Continue reading Slip it in my wallet
Growing up dreamed to rap and swerve cars, But life gets taxing and they tried to have the sir charged. For real was ODing in the city, but now I'm on my frank inscense and mur bars. It's first Class, disperse heart, I learn fast and I'll master this earth, Spread love, gotta work hard. … Continue reading Light Quill.
Gripping hold of my breath. Grasping the life that's left. Instantly open to a picture of a broken chair. Quick come quickly to the beasts ghastly lair. Wow to the world that so easily makes us fumble. Woe is the death of the homeless stumble. Let's chat about craving labour. Love is what's left. Not … Continue reading Gripping
A B-grade story- For the fifth time that night Philip thought he saw a figure in the gloomy distance. If he stays in one spot it looks like a human standing or loitering, it could be smoking a cigarette or checking it's watch. Whenever he decided to investigate it, it would transform into a bush … Continue reading The Greenbacked Graveyard Monster
And the sunlight strikes me as I sit and the Bees fill the valley with the monotonous joy that is work. Loyalty forces my heart to beat with happiness Panting beneath my feet, this is a soul worthy of love. Catching flies in my wake like a dedicated soldier. My heart beats with happiness. Someone who … Continue reading Lucky
Lets hear it! Go on, spit it out! We're waiting for it! Are you keeping us in the dark? What are you hiding? Is it lies? We're back from the dead. Living a real life over again. Beating hearts giving us the movement. To mimic symphonies.
Deceive me, But call me a liar. Hurt me, But call me violent. I'm the narcissist that slips in your sheets while you sleep. Wrap me up, Package me for delivery. Grip my heart, keep it for surgery. I'm the Masochist that licks his lips at your liturgy. Drug me, And label me an addict. … Continue reading Deceive me
What's right? The moral lesser being vanquished? What's right? Building a castle on stolen land? What's right? A movement on the soil of the dead. What would you like with your whiskey sir? Just ice. Would you like a dash of water? sure. So you don't want 'just' ice. obviously not. What do you want? … Continue reading No Ice Please
Our evolution, Built upon our souls or our souls built upon it. What came first? In a blip of time we make waves from caves so important, is it? It’s easy to discredit Brought it all for a moment with you, and our connection. More for this.