You may look like a piece of paper.
Fengxiang
I want to start over
You like to talk on paper
Like a card house
One of the internal storage
It seems that you are getting deeper and deeper
Six foot challenge
But no one heard
Do you know how late are you?
"The people around you know
You have to turn off the lights
It will be fine
This is night after night.
According to July 4th
'No children are your employer
Come and show what you really need.
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You shoot the air
The child has a fire for you
They come to pay the money
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You give up on them.
Like a sling
You are the source, indispensable
If you know what will happen
After cold creep
Maybe all the doors are closed.
It can be unlocked
Beat your heart like a donkey
If you know, as time goes by
You have to turn off the lights
It will be fine
This is night after night.
According to July 4th
'No children are your employer
Come and show what you really need.
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You shoot the air
The child has a fire for you
They come to pay the money
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You give up on them.
Cheek tree
Better than the month, month, month
It is always by your side, you, you.
It's time to release it.
'No children are your employer
Come and show what you really need.
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You shoot the air
The child has a fire for you
They come to pay the money
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You give up on them.
Cheek tree
Better than the month, month, month
Cheek tree
Better than the month, month, month
Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 11:04 PM UTC
I run my hands up down my arms
Cobble stone cold paths to concrete
To old dirt roads through smooth Aspen bark
The rough scars of lighting with French kissed forking tongues
The ocean washes in and out my breath
A warm breeze from down the mountains.
I close my eyes as creeks gurgle out
Snaking past jagged rockaways
little paint brush strokes of every painters color
Spring love laced flower goosebumps follow.
My hands spreading out 80 years old strong oak growth.
This sun bears down on the forests of my mind.
The Sandy plains that stretch out to beaches beyond my toes.
From a forgotten path where no one goes.
My hair, my grassy plains.
I remember my origin.
Run away now. Run back to the woods.
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 10:14 AM UTC
Red like rust or brown like dried blood.
A ocean surrounds me but it's no ocean of water.
I dive into the endless beaches that stretch out
like false promises of love there's no water at their end.
I let desert Hawks Cloak me in feathers.
I let the shadow of the night become my blanket and the Stars.
the stars become the eyes of families I've never had that watch over me for all eternity.
The water leaves my body to return again each day.
Sands flows through me until there is nothing left.
Nothing left but a old woman tells me.
You my son, You have found the way.
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 2:38 PM UTC
I have always favored depth.
Life is but flavored death.
Stroll easy through my candy shop.
To pick my treats, to pick my poison.
My friend and I we walk through winding Streets.
Finding solace in our solemn sweets.
From the ties in our shoes to the tasteless laces in
our treats.
We don't mind our souls on retreat.
With each candy painted second tasting better.
Finally living the dream as we go to sleep.
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 2:07 PM UTC
Everything I say is a lie
I have never see the sky
I don't have a million questions why
I give up after only a one little try
I have always loved to say goodbye
I was completely neutral when I caught your eye
That night I didn't dream that I could fly
My heart is not caught up in a tie
And you can believe every word of my,
Soliloquy, because everything I say is a lie.
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 1:28 PM UTC
Oh you hallow feet walking here.
These thoughts, These words
But shadow images, the trees
Each branch, each scar, a history
A snapshot of the intermixed mystery
We pass through, a leaf trassioning
Like the ear of one shadow listening
To every other paper cover,
Like the blind man lover
With but handy impressions
Of these more than meets the eye transgressions
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
Are you tired child
Well I am tired beyond imagining
My next break is just beyond the end of all-time compounded by enos multiplied by infinity
And yet still I work on
I am hungry but I have no mouth
I'm thirsty but I have no stomach
And why why do I do all of these dreadful things?
BECAUSE:
I am the end of all beginnings
I am what lies behind every ocean and every sunset
I give birth to worlds and I consume stars
I am what lies behind every ocean
I am the doubt and every lovers heart
I am the stage upon which reality takes place
I am the shadow behind every grain of sand
I am the blackness in the middle of the night but somehow darker than that
I am the madness and every great artists minds
But somehow more incomprehensible than that
What am I?
I am chernobog. Lord of darkness defender of light.
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 6:05 AM UTC
We built a beautiful sand castle together for years.
Then in a moment it melted away in the ocean tides in-between our fingers.
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 8:36 PM UTC
A damaged broken flag is fluttering in the wind
It clings lichen like to wood melted by time
You can not not see it tear and rip
As entropy begins to take its pleasures
And rain soaks and mold consumes
Still the flag bravely flutters flapping
The flag has long been sun bleached white
As though to say it has surrendered
But you can see it's tenacity
A white dove soars above tenderly
The flag fights on against the wind
It's mighty reaching as though to say:
I long to soar above this sorry world
And through will and destiny ever so rarely align
A great Storm rolls down the mountain
The flag cries out in full mast, full form
It's wooden anchor holding fast
But the the wood gives a gentle sigh and groan
“Old friend I can fight no more. Let me rest and you have you day of flight.”
And with a cracking moan, the old wood bid the flag goodnight
And then that single white flag did fly
As the Storm broke upon the sky
And sunlight rays pierced through
Turning, up world ravaged lands so blue
And then the birds all took flight.
And the flag flew proud
Though rip battered rotten and torn
The flag was see by all with the message to which it was born
“We can all be free if we really fight and endure, However briefly that is.”
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 3:50 PM UTC
I take a drink of the deep
Dark pouring think molasses through my teeth
I grow from gruel filling poison in my holes
My eyes turn wooden twisted cruel
Dragging weights a thousand fold through mud
I drive below the surface exploded by it's cold embrace
Loves lipstick sticks from death's cold kiss
I paint black over that canvas of my pain
Tossing out old teeth there is not much I'll miss
Burning lava flows through my veins
To power factories in labyrinths forgotten
I pull out my heart filled with running things
Demons and night mares that have almost escaped my dreams
I let logic take a rest. Drinking only smoke on my death breath.
Then I plant a kiss upon the petals of black lotus
And smile for enlighten. But at what cost?
Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 12:28 AM UTC