Oakland, California    1994 -    
I'm a conservative who grew up next to Berkeley. I believe in adventure, and the kaleidoscope of emotions between breath. I love my friends, and making new ones.

If you want to steal my poems, go for it. Just make sure you tell everyone I wrote it first ;)
I'm a conservative who grew up next to Berkeley. I believe in adventure, and the kaleidoscope of emotions between breath. I love my friends, and making new ones.

If you want to steal my poems, go for it. Just make sure you tell everyone I wrote it first ;)
WJ Thompson
WJ Thompson
6 days ago

Furious, I shook my fist at God
and said,
How could you allow this!

With an eyebrow raised,
God answered:
I could ask you the same question.

I wonder how often I am the cause of my own problems.
#anger   #god  
WJ Thompson
WJ Thompson
7 days ago

The potential in the collections of seconds which crescendo into minutes in the clock of an outdated watch simmer furiously with their inability to communicate with their bearers and explain or at least signal that now would be exactly the perfect time to go and
                          just
                                do it.

Hats off to LaBeouf.
#time   #it   #do   #just  
WJ Thompson
WJ Thompson
7 days ago

The question respirates
the acrylic aperture
behind the eardrum.
A responsive tongue to the palate
taps out the consonant.
But before the note descends
with musts in the glass-
The cathartic statue
refracts the
synapses stretching
continuums
to grant a
minuscule autocracy.
Already charting north,
fingers fluently gather
ego between the
sundered reverb of the vowel.
Already twisting key,
pressing restive feet
to acquiescent gasoline.

Working on my vocabulary.
#question   #no   #abstract   #yes   #conversation   #gas   #keys   #autocracy  

I am fascinated and enamored
         by the jewelry of a woman's heart
who after being torn apart
         only grows softer, gentler, and kinder.

Just saw The Beauty and the Beast. Inspired. Though, I suppose this poem doesn't exactly capture what was happening in the movie, but it reminded me of a couple girls I've known.
#heart   #woman   #kind   #gentle  

It is
beginning.
Mouse on the C
Mouse on the keys
Photovoltaic benjamins
New cologne: Mars Musk
X marks the interstellar profit
Build-a-baby with CRISPR-Cas9
Mouse jumping playing "Für Elise"
Are words worthy of the afternoon?
Does the value offer gain an interest?
Nicholas coils are being insistent.
Mouse waving, saying, "see!
Will you follow me?"
Scampers toward
ignited rockets
I'll follow him
into the
gold
rush

New job, baby. Let's gooooooooooooo
#gold   #future   #rush   #mouse   #tesla  

You are,
               what you feel.
You are,
             what you think.

But you
             can
                    change how you feel by changing what you think-

I think.

Do you agree?
#change   #think   #feel  

I could tell you about my acoustic guitar:
The phosphor bronze strings against the rosewood neck, or how my favorite chord sounds like stars and sleeping bodies.

I once wrote a love song
about mocha (and a girl)
But I forgot the lyrics
because I wasn't in love

An artist once accused me of giving up,
Of losing faith, of being lazy.
And he was a little bit right.
But music! Music is so easily produced,
quickly consumed, rarely reused.
How do you cash in talent
without melting into the
easily digested hooks
of Swift and Grande?

The hiiiiiiils are aliiiiiiiive with the sound of muuuuusiiiiic (faaaa la la laaaa).
 
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