From a pinpoint explosion
to the edge of space and time
a never ending expansion
racing through stars that shine
stretched too far
like this rubber soul
trapped in a bell jar
a personal black hole
for this name has been expunged
for this big crunch
for this death
and draw the last breath
as the pinpoint universe
explodes only to reform
as stars and time disperse
this soul contorts and transforms
rises from the ashes
and sees a new day birthed
gazes as a new sun flashes
on a new mother earth
happiness has finally been found.
The last time we met.
You stood in front of me wearing those almond eyes
that I love so much.
Not once did I hesitate
Developing a taste for almonds.
The taste of something new in the mystique of fascination.
I did not realize my love for almonds
until the initial taste.
Finding how deletable they are,
The everlasting crunch of an almond.
A unique taste swirled around my mouth
covered in milk chocolate.
Although you have gone, I have remained faithful in your absence.
Recognizing your wrapper by name
Remembering the first crunch I realized I was in love
I must have dropped my dreams at some point,
Because all of the sudden they were on the floor.
'Be careful!' I exclaimed.
'We are,' they claimed.
Suddenly my dreams were being stepped on.
I thought it would be okay,
But then I realized
They were shattered.
They were crushed by the careless acts of someone.
They said they would be careful
Now everything I ever wanted is broken,
Shattered with all hope lost.
The sound they made when the fateful action occurred.
My "loved one" so thoughtlessly stepped,
They knew, I told them, and they didn't care.
All hope lost and my dreams scattering with every second.
I'd always been a little bearcub
Feeling my paws crunch the twigs and mulsh of the forest floor
Seasons are changing, though
I'm finally standing up on my hind legs
Raising my hands high, speaking up for the first time
Hoping that maybe you can hear me now
Letting my growls grow, my echo,
rumbling through the trees
Feeling the breeze in my hair
Knowing that I have made it
and I am home
~Finally started my medical transition and my voice is starting to drop~
With every step,
my mental sanity dwindles.
Pulling me from the reality.
The world ends
Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!
fallen snow, frozen over a cold evening-
Amber and bronze leaves, felled by a cool autumn breeze?
Or is it simply my barky breakfast bar, leaving me wondering if others can hear me chewing...
I know my mouth is closed, I am trying to be courteous...
But can they hear it?
It all starts with
the perfect crust.
Not too thick,
not too thin,
with just the right
amount of crunch.
I in no way endorse this pizza! It's classic crust is more the texture of burnt toast. The back seemed more sarcastic to the idea of the pizza after eating it.
Jumping on the crunchies
And crushing where I step,
Absorbed in each breath.
Where fall leaves stale,
I plant these stomps
Then I saw you
Simple and true.
With all of you.
Stay playful, stranger, curious.
There's enough crunch
For the both of us.
its been so long since I’ve written you down
and since, there have been other you’s that have
come and gone
like these seasons,
so now it is Fall again,
the time last year during which my heart was aching
as you vanished from my side;
I stopped and watched as
you went so
i stand now, still abandoned
like a tree from its leaves
but I do stand,
and I wonder what you’re doing now,
but only for a moment
before I continue walking;
as the leaves that were silenced
crunch beneath my sentimental feet.
hello, its been a while
They just keep gnawing on my bones
They're glassy eyed they look like drons
With a persistent chewing grinding away
It goes on all night and day
Teeth scraping on bone the sounds unnerving
They think my bones they are deserving
They just keep gnawing, and bitting through
But this is nothing very new
Teeth on bone, crunch crunch, crunch
Gnawing on me again for lunch