Beauty slaps it's beating heart in my face. Every day. Every day. It's blood splatters all over me and it falls into my hands. I choose to put it on a pedestal For worship. Because what is life without its beauty? It's dreary and not worth it. What is beauty without life? I don't think it exists. How do we even distinguish them?
I try to clear my mind before I leave for my walk. The walk doesn't clear it either. I'm wearing a black shirt and the heat beats down on me insufferably, this must be what it's like? So I take it off. My white skin will pay it's retribution to the sun later. My black … Continue reading Yeah, right….
The big jobs for the guys with big gobs. Up there in their ivory towers with glass ceilings. They glare up at the gods, envious. Green with envy and greed. Walking around with the tips of their flaccid penises hanging out of their flies. Ready to fuck the world. And there are flies everywhere! indicating … Continue reading Big Jobs
So there they are! My cards fall gracelessly on the table. To be read by all. I’m not worried, I’m just well fed. If I was worried, I’d be crying or dead. My eyes betray my secrets. That I never had. Or that I wish I believe I didn’t. What’s the difference? Tell me quickly. … Continue reading Shower Poetry
The world is at my fingertips and they bleed frustration as I tap to the tap tap tap of the times. I realise that opportunities are missed as I stare and stare stare stare into the void of too much information. I move clumsily through this sphere that is saturated and I have no chance … Continue reading Strawberries
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
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.
And time just stopped, a moment you can grasp finally an inch of a clock that you can almost get your hands on. Built from the ground up The clock tower will always boom It's salutation to time and it's non-essence. For there is no else but yourself's self as the minute hands continue Encroaching … Continue reading It’s all history…
Bigger than the best. Lean against that building and feel your resentment grow. We gotta move it punk ass. We are the perfect human. Emotionally invulnerable The number one sky is the limit kinda guys. We are polite and are in touch with our feelings that we quash. and we also stand when a lady … Continue reading The Tides of Masculinity
The purse first surfaced intended to serve a purpose. As of late, So commonly holds less than what it's worth is... Clutching it dearly, clearly it's value makes her nervous. I observe it like a circus, Could it now be worse than worthless..?