Black and white
Envelop me:
Patterns of letters
Form words
That tell a story,
That introduce me to
Another realm,
Away from reality,
Into a world that is
My own.
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 1:06 AM UTC
What defines a person as an artist?
The way we talk,
The way we walk,
How we interact with one another,
How we choose to disturb the universe,
Is art.
You and I, are artists
Simply because we are alive.
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 7:54 PM UTC
Constellations of broken blood vessels
Create a galaxy on my fair skin
The solar system that is my body
Becomes tainted by you.
Shades of purple and red change
To yellow and green;
An aurora borealis of lust.
Jun 8, 2014
Jun 8, 2014 at 5:08 PM UTC