Gravity holding my feet I fall flat on the blacktop toppling over in a dream,
Sunken in a place of mindlessness
Forgetting the past opening up my arms to a new beginning in the glaring
gait,
The golden view,
Of fire,
The few desires i have left...
The young the youth in me has dried,
Shriveled, lied to and spit on
By the many,
Ages ago I would've given up
Today I extend a hand to the big blue sky and I say hold me
Take me to the clouds
Sep 29, 2019
Sep 29, 2019 at 11:58 AM UTC
Sewing the spiral depth
The halogram projected
Lapse time
Turning
Pixels to
Pixie
Dust
Into diamond
The Dogon
Gamble's away his
sand
In hopes of
Sound the sun rays
Of Saturn singing
Serpents tongue
Circulates the circumference
Of the circus
Sung circles
Sunken fertile land
Herbs in hand
The earth purges
Again
Again
And again
I am nervous
Hit with nerfs
Of the world
Shooting
Me down
I laugh
I dismay the smuck
And smog
Smuggled by singularity
Stiffened by ambiguity
Banging my head on the mirror
Of the river
I bleed red
In blue
Streams
Giant
Futile, no
Forever, yet
Few,
Find the feather
I flew over mind and
Let loose
My severed spine
has broken down into
bread and wine
Sep 19, 2019
Sep 19, 2019 at 4:29 AM UTC
No more drugs please
They only make me feel,
Mysterious or mummified,
I've confided in you,
And you told my secrets to the world,
My emotions were dimmed
And I was silenced,
By your ambiguity,
Giants who only crushed
My tiny soul,
And now,
I regret,
I ever met
You
Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 11:29 AM UTC
She was the one
i longed for,
she was the one
who,
would sneak into
my dreams,
tip-toeing in
my
treehouse
doors,
foreshadowing
Heaven.
Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 10:33 AM UTC
A heaping sun
heavyweight clouds
linger over wind
chasing fowls
in a feverish
frenzy
effortless
weightless
it all seems
like shadows
move
without
a
single
thought.
Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 10:07 AM UTC
Towering abode,
bottomless abyss,
remodeling the mode,
consolidate the mess...
Round about midnight,
the makers guild gathers it's
gizmos, and assemble
to discuss sound,
sweeping the soul of dormant dust
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 11:04 AM UTC
These are my favorite things,
taken to the pawn shop,
These are my favorite movies, books, and trinkets,
thrown in the dump,
and my favorite memories,
framed in plaques of wood and plastic,
Mary goes round merrily, making its way
round to take me to the moon,
and a Monday no longer mundane,
and the imperfections of my reflections,
worn around my mane
bejeweled
Dec 1, 2018
Dec 1, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
She, is my muse...
and the pretty portrait
of every morning rising sun,
My mind is filled with the thought of her,
Hiding away i try,
to avoid the noise,
bustling in the busy bloom.
Blue, is her name
nights rovings revolve around her hair,
In distress and joy,
the ploy,
is her mouth,
and the ceaseless meanderings,
makes me tranquil,
yet apprehensive
She, is my vice,
She is my muse
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 2:56 AM UTC
Playing the waiting game,
one fiddles with his feet,
or twiddles with his thumbs,
As he fancies of a beach,
pressing his teeth against his gums,
Of the worlds he could explore,
he finds himself indoors,
and forms clouds of distant lands,
In the wait of kingdom's come
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 2:26 AM UTC
In the blink of an eye
things can go from Disney to dismal,
and the mood dim,
and diamonds rugged edges
cuts the pupil with its sharp gleam,
and what you believed to be precious
like rose,
reminds you, the dangers
trusting beauty to remain.
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 3:29 PM UTC