Imagine
Perfectly normal house
Perfectly normal girl
Perfectly healthy body
Chaotic mind.
Her thoughts
As loud as waves
Clashing on rocks.
Yet a voice
So quiet
Like a breeze
Through palm trees.
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 5:54 PM UTC
I don't go to church
My soul need no search
You tell me I'll go to hell
Well, I think that's swell
I don't want an eternity of harps.
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 2:19 PM UTC
Conservatives cannot admit
that the White Nationalists were wrong
"But what about Black Lives Matter.
But what about the Alt-Left.
But what about what Fox News said.
But what about what our ******* cartoon of a president said."
Think for yourself.
You are feeling bad for Neo-Nazis.
They killed people.
They have a history of killing people.
They would **** everyone that isn't white.
This country has become disgusting.
A large portion is defending the actions of terrorists.
White Nationalists, ISIS--
They are, literally, the same.
You cannot be peaceful
when it comes to Nazis.
By sympathizing with them,
you are condoning them and creating more.
The only good **** is a dead ****
Be a ******* person,
think for yourself,
recognize true evil
when you see it,
you brainwashed *****
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 2:14 PM UTC
Old woman at store
Working hard to make end's meet
She is abandoned
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 8:52 PM UTC
Driving on country road
Beatles on the radio
Wind is in my hair
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 7:11 PM UTC
From Tycho's crater on the moon,
looking at the blue Earth, I swoon,
comets burn across the sky,
where planets and the sun, do fly.
Mercury races with flaming wings
on its surface, heat it stings,
liquid metal in swollen pools
heat and pressure create jewels.
Our red cousin where rovers roam,
perhaps someday we will call it home,
melting water at its poles,
terraforming Hawking extolls.
The swirling storm of Jupiter's eye,
the swirling clouds of the Venus sky,
icy bands engage around Saturn,
stars light the darkness as a lantern.
Deeper out Uranus and Neptune,
into the blackness, we enter soon,
out past Pluto and sister Charon,
where the system, just gets barren.
Into the darkness, the unknown,
it may be where God hides his throne,
or it might just be only dark matter,
but one day soon, like seeds we'll scatter.
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 6:46 PM UTC
As I lay dying
A boy sits in chair with phone
Paying me no mind
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 6:39 PM UTC
the worms crawl into our brains
as we passively accept our reality
the worms crawl into our brains
as we lead our lives so mundanely
the dream for which we reach
proves that we're asleep
and as it molds itself into a nightmare
we realize, alas, too late
of the horrors we create
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 5:41 PM UTC