Rain drops Cookie dough 1/5 2/5 red 1/5 blue 1/5 eccentric esoteric bippity boppity boo everybody clap your hands supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Quite atrocious Horrid calamity GADGETRY Tragedy To Infinity, and BEYOND This is my Nonsensical Whimsical Fickle Erratic Lewis Carroll like Dumbledore Approved Because I can Poem. And that's that
yesterdays are a day away until more yesterdays arrive and the old yesterdays go farther and they turn to yesteryears as new days come and the first of yesterdays are all too far away because time is a silly little thing and we look forward to better days
There's an impossibility standing adjacent to the nearest star bound body It waves and beckons with a sincere familiarity so unnaturally I am the end of the undulating tunneled vision I am become a silhouette of a dead city caught in the decaying story bones fiction
We are all emptiness and our emptiness is how we define ourselves. But our emptiness will become a river into which we will find the world to be held. The universe exists in the eyes of those who live without the sight to see Those breathing, freezing stars that burn into the heart buried deep.
Constructs of will and portions of strength cut out the guilt of my youth All roads lead to the sky but I will not seek to understand you Futures are made in blinks and beats Are they aware of the way we lay with our tangled feet under these threadbare sheets?
Follow the light of my darkness A single shot of whiskey and a conversation whisks away my heart's hardness All cool and breezy across the great green oceans I'll meet you halfway between loss and a facsimile of dreamed emotions
Cerci Lannister. Hiding nothing. T-shirts with no bras. Disney princesses. Gay rights. Doing what I want. Black rights. Sunglasses. Women rights. Moving out. Saying what I think. Breaking up with him. Human rights.
I remembered the other day while staring out of a car window looking west that i couldn't see up close.
I guess its like a thing i have eye doctors say is either near sighted or far sighted. anyway I thought it could be quite the metaphor like how i kinda cant see what i have till its gone or maybe it connects with art an perspective like its really all where you stand or position yourself I mean, how can you really think you get a thing or painting if you will and feel confident enough to slap a label on it predefining everything it is or could be until you see it from all angles.
Then when i took that thought and made it abstract I found myself in new angles that i didnt even know existed often enough to know that in myself i lack to say I get.
I think the beauty is in the undefinable, unbelievable maybe let it be unknown. Dazzled in catching yourself in sudden observation the kind where you're not sure how long you could have been zoned out suddenly realizing whats in front of you.
out a window facing west a view my view narrows in tunnel vision on the rearview mirror reminding me of what i cant see objects in mirror are closer than they appear and i got to thinkin if I were to have labeled that rearview mirror or any maybe all rearview mirrors including metaphorical ones It woulda probably went along the lines of something step outside yourself and meet at a coffee shop I wish you luck*