hedonistic sentience

hedonistic sentience Jun 2015

42

Glorious summer,
Wind blows the willow branches,
Ripples of light green.

hedonistic sentience Jun 2015

41

Scurrying about,
In the distance and close up,
Queen ant drops her wings.

hedonistic sentience Jun 2015

40

Light in the garden,
It’s nearly a full moon,
**** on a ******.

hedonistic sentience Jun 2015

39

Wake up blurry eyed,
Yet another pointless day,
Trudging through lonesome.

hedonistic sentience Jun 2015

38

There’s no redemption,
For the actions I have played,
Dreading bitter heart.

hedonistic sentience Jun 2015

37

I know I know this,
I just don’t know I know this,
Its **** isn’t it?

hedonistic sentience Jun 2015

36

If I had not failed,
I would be writing of love
A woeful poet.