If happy poets existed, maybe I’d be one.
Spinning lyrical thoughts from the threads of imagination
A charmed life of expression.
If quotists were real, maybe I’d be one.
To live forever in notebooks and Post Its on mirrors
Spitting out record worthy lines
If artists made money, maybe I’d be one.
In this world of intangible ideals, producing tangible creativity
Exploring the human condition
Until then, I feed my pages the content of my mind in hopes of some release.
Jun 14, 2012
Jun 14, 2012 at 6:43 PM UTC
If happy poets existed, maybe I’d be one.
Spinning lyrical thoughts from the threads of imagination
A charmed life of expression.
If quotists were real, maybe I’d be one.
To live forever in notebooks and Post Its on mirrors
Spitting out record worthy lines
If artists made money, maybe I’d be one.
In this world of intangible ideals, producing tangible creativity
Exploring the human condition
Until then, I feed my pages the content of my mind in hopes of some release.