
My nose has been broken twice. Now I have a collection of scars
Similar to my growing collection of crooked teeth, bent bottle caps and used casino playing cards
My worn out tattered clothing and bad tattoos
I have more than a few, I wouldn't trade for new
I can find new adventures in my stack of old unread books
Like my stack of unheard vinyl records, waiting to hear new old hooks
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 1:50 PM UTC
We go good like coke and whiskey
So perfectly smooth
We fit. I'm feelin the grove
Sparks fly, you strike me like the perfect match
Hotness, attached
We're on the same level, on the same wave
I always knew there was someone who could love the same way
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 1:49 PM UTC
I sing from the soul no matter how it sounds
Fumbling over words like spontaneous poetry scribbled down
I like acting on impulse, especially on lazy days without plans
I dont have to leave the comfort of my own bed, but I'd probably leave it unmade.. Go lay on the beach and get covered in sand
Stare at the waves anticipating the the good things to come
Like coffee on on short overcast rainy days, or long summer nights out having fun
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 2:48 AM UTC
Your voice still reverberates from another plain your words still echo through my brain. Not a day passes that you don't pass through my thoughts. I think about how conversations would go if we could talk again
I wouldn't even know where to begin
Although, it seems you speak in dreams
This world is not the same with you not in it
Slightly foreign it seems
I hope the memories never fade and stay permanent, like the memorial tattoos on my skin.
Sometimes I feel as if your presence enters the room like a subtle breeze in the afternoon
And for that moment.. Its as if you never left
Like everything was still the same
How it should be
Like the broken missing pieces were back together
Maybe heaven is a little more whole with you there
And we're all broken pieces
To be put back together
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 2:47 AM UTC
Livin in that enthroned slum I'm dancin like a mischief creep
Steady mobbin arriving sometime-ish, I roll deep
I got a hot skull, I cause an eruption, everybody tweeked their nobs
With vices of virtue, I dont wanna hurt you shifty switch we mob
In chaotic bliss, what did I get myself into this time?
All of this grand design, the full experience
Go get some wisdom, it makes no sense. I wouldnt get myself out of this one
Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 10:42 PM UTC
Come away with me as we give into our intense passion that consumes us like a storm of euphoric bliss
A rush of a new thrill
A lustful entanglement
Like a rain drop falling into a rushing cascade that then trails along, like fingers tracing on skin
Bliss, a bitten lip kiss
We tumble togther caught in an incessant ****** of powerful tempest winds, no holding back
Lost in eachother, like crashing lightning lost in the thunderclouds
Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 10:31 PM UTC
Nobody calls to him, hardly anyone cares if he's friendly or not. Looked at like he's just another lost mutt probably quick to snap at you
Slightly skittish
Who wouldnt be after being chased away and kicked at
Its a shame
Such a friendly loyal companion but nobody gives him a chance
He's no show dog but he knows all the tricks
Looked at like a misfit amongst misfits
Not even thrown a bone
Keep your head up lone wolf continue to roam
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 9:19 PM UTC
The water of the indigo river rushing, singing to the city to be clean and clear
Rapids flying, and from the sky falls crystals that wash over us all
Like seeds from the stars
The river with turbulant energy crashes through the land cutting its own path as if with a fine tuned consciousness
Shifting paradigms
Some fear, misunderstand and reject the river
Yet it cannot be contained by concrete dams
It sees through the facades
Sheding light with keen perception
Finding insight in solitude from the world around
The indigo river holds many secrets
Like an old soul still whispering to the spirits of days long forgotten
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 7:19 PM UTC
I don't play by the rules and she played me for a fool
If she knew I was broke then i'd bet
That she wouldn't even let me light her cigarette
She thought I was her lucky strike
She was staking out a claim when pay was right
She meant the world to me
A world on fire, she was gasoline
With a busted lip this jailbird flys
Some say i'm no good.. But they lie
Nobody ever wants to hear my side
She wanted me for my money
But i'm poor
Taken for a ride
Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 4:14 PM UTC
I'm just another stranger that no one knows
Call me a drifter going with the flow
I'm just another one, just.. Another one
All remains the same when said and done
Just pass by
I'm another face in the crowd
Don't try to figure it out
I may be alone but free to roam
Its alright, no worries tonight
Im not lost but im hard to find just lookin for somthing more this time
Another gamble
Trying my luck
Off the beaten path
I won't give up
Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 4:03 PM UTC