-
she
didnt really Go - with
pieces of the Puzzle;
didnt really Come - with
Confidence. but
this is what i Know:
no one owns a Mona Lisa...
...shes a piece a Gold.
.
Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 4:36 PM UTC
nothing was as Beautiful --
as
You when you would stand aKimbo..
..boasting Insults -- talking ****
hips were Posing -- so obTuse.
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 8:24 PM UTC
-
some'll talk of subtle Thirst --
per the words of burning Hunger..
..others talk of utter Yearn.
its
irking Curse'll burst a Bubble.
some'll talk with humble Class --
of
static Tones n phony Numbers..
..others talk of punctured Glass --
casting Stones n throwing Punches.
some'll talk of hunching Backs,
shattered Bones n broken Rudders..
..others talk of ones who Crash:
the
tattered Boats n smoking Rubble.
some'll talk of subtle Worth --
per the words of hurting Others..
..others talk of under Earth --
in
third deGree -- beneath the World.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
some'll talk of subtle Thirst --
per the words of burning Hunger..
..others talk of Wonderland --
magic Herbs n purple Colors.
.
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 7:13 PM UTC
this is where i lay my Head,
let my Brain remain aSleep,
dream of Rays n razor's Edge,
fetch a Blade n slay the Sheep,,
seep the Sheers n near the Ledge,
shed the Tears n steer the Ship,
shifting Gears n piercing Threats:
threading Needles -- wielding Stitches.
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
'wasnt exactly what i had in Mind...
...ooooh well -- lol
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 10:29 PM UTC
-
pale........Bourbon,
burnt........Kettles,
yellow........Bricks,
tin........Goblets,,
onyx........Bars,
dark........Shadows,
shady........Greed,
green........Motives,,,
golden........Gates,
gray........Castles,
black........Lions,
white........Scarecrows,,
rose........Petals,
metal........Toilets,
orange........Food,
blue........Jumpsuits.
.
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 10:26 PM UTC
is it Weird
that
i find Icebergs...
...scarier than Sharks?
- Jack
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 7:35 AM UTC
-
sometimes i wonder if i Learn anything -
sitting in the back of class with etchings n Sketchbooks,
looking through dimensions of a delicate World,
burning through the canvas with mechanical Pencils,,
.
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
-
beFore, i was Starving,
sorry that i hadn't Eaten...
...then i had an Apple
from the
Poetry in eden's Garden.
.
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 9:41 PM UTC
...to
eliminate the World,
burn entire Villages -
till it all disintegrates.
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 4:58 PM UTC