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vinny Aug 2016
found a wildflower
all alone
on a plain barren and
desolate
drawn by it's brilliance
bent to caress it

reeled back in pain
as spikes pierced my skin
fingertips bleeding
warmth from within

beauty with fangs
designed for protection
perfectly adapted
natural selection

licking my wounds
pondering my next move
an antidote to her poison
must become immune
vinny Aug 2016
electronic sequential
fuel injection
produce an alibi
you'll need protection

1200 cc evolution
belt driven
break my soul
you'll be forgiven

charge me a premium
for companionship only
reach into my pocket
feel the benjamins flowing

my 16 forty eight
it's still straight stock
now move on down the road
i need new exhaust
vinny Aug 2016
the invasive species
is rendered harmless
temporarily
by the weight of their berries
but don't you worry
in case you forgot
the thorny vines will explore
once more
when the fruit rots
vinny Jul 2016
i rolled the perfect ****
fat and tight in rice paper
old school like that
never tried vapor

now just need to smoke
don't want to mess with perfection
when i see what you've become
disgusted with my reflection

spark the flame regardless
knowing the irreparable harm
still trying to obtain that high
when you first jumped into my arms
vinny Jul 2016
the thing about pixies
that soon becomes clear
they tap into your instincts
playing on fear

the thing about pixies
they keep changing their needs
you are welcome to try
but impossible to please

the thing about pixies
they all carry guns
never to defend
only for fun

the thing about pixies
that soon becomes clear
you never know where they are
but sense when they are near

the thing about pixies
you soon realize
when you hold too tight
they vaporize
vinny Jul 2016
i love hearing your lies
for their lack of ambiguity
i lap them up greedily
like ice cold water
from a mountain spring

i love hearing your lies
while i despise them utterly
inhaling them deeply
holding them in my lungs
until i choke

i love hearing your lies
for they are truth to me
i keep them in a locked cell
in the dark corner of my mind
23 hours a day

i love hearing your lies
for which i pay dearly
maybe if you keep saying them
they'll become reality
vinny Jul 2016
living a lie
split in two
a secret reality
created by you

course correction
going 90 in fifth
gotta block those thoughts
with a louder exhaust

maximize horsepower
before i lose it all
so much at stake
need a high flow intake

living a lie
split down the middle
need some major upgrades
for the fantasy to continue
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