Through the window of Main Street the workers tend to the streets keeping them clear.
In the pouring rain, through the snow
Diligently working and always on the go.
Grooming our domain without complaint
Inconspicuous to the rushed passers-by who are glued to those dumb-smart devices, might as well be sewn to their hand
So many overworked and underpaid, slaving away just for minimum wage.
Everyone desperate to get laid
Coping mechanisms to ignore the insesant anxiety mental instability accumulating every day.
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 2:06 AM UTC
He smells of the musty and comfort aroma of smoke.
It's not like any other aroma as it is from the desert. A desert filled with life and death held in suspended animation of blissful peace.
Where life and death ebb in harmony and all the city's societal woes drift from the mind
The smoke that transports me to fields of sage and burning wood.
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 2:05 AM UTC
Lavender blush bursting at the seams to make our anxious Minds calm. Urging to put it down that guilty pleasure, head home to cast off the restraints constricting your air. Do you remember what the Earth feels like on bare feet? To bury them deep letting them sleep in to your heart soaking in that lavender field. Sinking into the unadulterated Purity it gives me such ease to the Calamity of the city life. A sense of security in the chaos. These cells of mine can finally feed on clean air. Don't make me go back to ******* poison through a straw. Torturing me and making us ill. I'm trapped inside a mental prison and my body cannot handle this claustrophobic glass case that is being filled to the brim. Set it ablaze so the ashes may fall like snow and give way to New Life so that we may nurture and care for what we have destroyed. To have a second chance
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 2:05 AM UTC
How does one placate and extinguish the fire of love
The passion that has burned from embers of coals to uncontrollable englufing flames.
These flames once made a home for you
To Nestle in the warmth like a dragon in it's hearth
The flames need air and so to do I when smothered they turn to ash just as we both have
That warmth and flame has shifted every so slowly to a heat that starts to burn.
It hurts
It hurts your body constricting and tightening. Stealing breath from your lungs.
******* tears from your eyes that would make pools of salty shapes.
For those who walk by the trample through
Love you have fueled me like the food in my belly
Love you have burned me
Charring the flesh of mine from nape to navel turning the elesticity of skin into indistinguishable matter.
As the fire reaches it's timeline of life we must not try and revive it.
It has lived it life and had it's time
Nothing could replace the value of that fire of love
But fires do go out and we must be be the fire master of our own fire.
Tending to ourselves and feeding our souls fire because that is the one fire that must never be let to dwindle and extinguish
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 2:04 AM UTC
As I wipe the lingering dreams from my eyes They're pierced by the light, radiating energy into every object that falls into its spotlight.
Filling the land with vigor, a gentle shake taking you away to the Suns dimension
Stealing you from the Romantic escapades of the Moon.
As you leave it steals a kiss or two urging you to return again tonight.
You'll start to warm by the blinding love of the Sun.
Heat rising from your toes to the top of your head.
The air crisp sharp shocking your lungs, a comforting sensation
As the new dew Drops glissen, so do you.
There are many realms in which to dance through twirling and twisting between what cannot be seen.
These realms are ever spinning Carousels in which you can dismount and return at will.
But each time you do the song the atmosphere changes.
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 1:56 AM UTC
In the stages between friends and something more
Is unstable and unsure
Every interest, possibility
Comes with an Expiration date on the bottom
Weather by fate or just being the wrong mate
Im continuing my search
Sifting through the endless faces and hearts
Following the traces
Looking for the stars in your eyes
Maybe we shall meet in the ether
You will find me floating around Mars, weightless and spiraling into the darkness
I'll see you there
Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 3:20 AM UTC
Jumping from world to world
Land to land
Surrounded by millions of drones
but standing alone
I spoke and no one understood
They spoke and I was equally confused
Stop Translating, It doesn't compute
Through games of charade and mime like games
The ball is rolling and I yearn to learn and enhance these words from a foreign land.
An appetite for new faces and special places where my eyes can gorge themselves upon
Unique words and different herds
Getting past this shyness I have always possessed
Earning this backbone and confidence
I speak without falter nothing hindering me now
I am a land rover and jumper
Winter, Spring, Fall, or Summer
You can't stop me now
I feel the electricity and sheer power of the world as it is changing myself and all around me
Now I am internalizing it all
I'm riding these International winds
To places I have never been
Let's see where I will end up next
Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 3:10 AM UTC
Cold showers on Hot days
Laying naked in this Indian haze
As beads of sweat glide down my cheek
I hope I black out, so that I might sleep,
to drift me off to a better place
Through the debris of outer space
Floating through the nebulae
Searching for someone to connect retinae
Igniting that spark we all yearn to find
Both body, soul, and mind
A connection that feels prehistoric
Searching for that one human that makes us feel euphoric
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 5:05 PM UTC
My cheeks betray me
They lie to everyone all the time
Why?
I've only had two glasses of wine
They turn a rosy color and stay awhile
"Awe that's so cute" **** that I wish they stop
I find it quite vile
Either my cheeks or my eyes betray me nonstop
I don't like being able to be read so easily
There is more to me than what you see
My eyes betray me, if you look real close
Screaming about what really is
Thankfully most seem to miss this
But ever I would fall in love
those eyes will be my downfall
Yelling about my true feelings
Not being able to hide
I fear for that day
That my own eyes condemn me
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 7:06 PM UTC
Again it's pouring in Switzerland
The sounds of wet footsteps hitting the pavement
I am starting to feel something once again
So I'll extend my hand
and shake it in achievement just to realize I have no hand to shake
So here I stand in the pouring rain only just to notice the inclined plane
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 5:37 PM UTC