
It has been a long, tumultuous voyage.. into complacent.. stagnant.. normalcy.
I've swum the tides of fortune, pleasure, knowledge.. and as they fall I can feel the dry sand, chafing my sanity.
I've seen wonders of the world, built to inspire - inevitably in vain. Opportunity and privilege have no purpose in a frozen museum of a life.
They snuck onto me covertly.. unnoticed. A lame onesie.. slightly too tight around the neck... obnoxiously, unnaturally colored for no reason.
I've cast off all semblance of any character I once had
and I lay here now in bed
In my plebian pajamas and with my flaccid life.
Nov 11, 2020
Nov 11, 2020 at 3:04 AM UTC
There's a circus on my back,
and a monkey leading the show.
I could try to get my life on track,
but I'd really like to go.
Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 4:38 AM UTC
Put hands on mouse and keyboard
to turn on this fog machine.
Filled my mind with cloudy vapor
and now I cannot see.
Jun 25, 2019
Jun 25, 2019 at 5:32 AM UTC
Wet. sand. pours. from. my. heart.
. . . .
into. a. castle. of. doomed. ambitions.
. . .
Too-quicksand. counts. each. beat.,.
. .
'til. the. terminal. grain.
.
leaves the partial life
unfinished
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 8:49 PM UTC
the clocks are rising up in rebellion
and nothing can stop them
quick! we have to sleep before it's too late
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 4:21 AM UTC
The untended **** can only grow
'til the roots take to stone
and it soon becomes known
Should a tug be its fate,
then a hole must be filled
but the stone won't forget
even if the garden will.
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 4:17 AM UTC
The wilting rose
in its heart only grows.
Lest the final petal falls,
due return? who knows..
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 4:11 AM UTC
May
love find you, and
fear flee your name.
sadness steel you, and
courage bring you fame.
Let
love **** you, and
fear keep you sane.
sadness heal you, and
courage bring you pain.
Let be, all that may,
and suffer on another day.
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 3:55 AM UTC
she says i'm sweet
but that i'm too cheesey.
I tell her - sweet cheese is ice cream
and i'm glad you're so cold
else I'd be a puddle
Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 9:55 PM UTC