LS Martin

LS Martin May 2017

Our lives are like that of a
hired hand
Like a worker who longs for
the shade
Like a servant waiting to
be paid

JOB 7:1-2

LS Martin May 2017

You were the dream and reality
broke the fall*
So I boxed up the stars
Cursed the birds for their song
Turned my face at the sight of rain
Demanded the rose to lose its
vibrant hue
For how could I bring myself
to admire beauty when I did
*not belong to you?

LS Martin May 2017

Household Silverware

I have taken a liking to my tea kettle. It screams in bitter rage when
**its good and ready

LS Martin May 2017

Unresolved

No art could convey
No feeling express
The thoughts I never got to say

And what if I told you?
That when I pray
I fight to repress
The regret of not asking you to stay

LS Martin May 2017

Rejection Of The Millennial

You like all of my Facebook posts but not me

#1993

LS Martin May 2017

Shuttered Eyelids

You are too full of life child to be searching for another half

LS Martin Apr 2017

Black Out The Stars

It was like knowing the words to the song my whole life but then you kissed me and I finally heard the music