Words, while being paths of study,
Can't lead to oneself, for the intellect
Can't lead, as life doesn't follow.  
The corporate structure's convolution's
Devolutionary direction differs.  Stray
Not from your heart path: you being who,
What, where, when, how, and sometimes
Why, forever asked, and unanswered.
Viva la Evolucion, viva la Green Party.
To walk in seasons is to question,
A flower is opening.

Basho
Karmen 4d
Vievievie no replies ignite




I like to talk don’t care if I’m all too blunt cause shit I just enjoy peoples and sharing thoughts no matter what
Sorry if I annoy but I don’t ever intend
Just be easy
Tell me to let there be rest from sharing my head and expression of things totally random
Cause I don’t wanna Kill off being friends
So lay it out straight without intent to make harm to ones head of depth feels that never get real rest
Least not till death
Hurt of no reply cause I message too many times cause hell I wanna talk and like sharing my feels not thinking it would scare off or be perceived as another type of way but ok
What would you call the home which sits,
simple, in reverence of fiction, sits in reverence,
on two knees and a nose sniffing pubic bones?
What would you call a thing which makes,
a thing which creates meaning, much less,
than it sucks the meaning away?

The past ushers futures inside that my parents
made, and their parents made, and their parents,
it seems I'm younger than I think. B o r n,
i n t o a w o r l d o f d e t r i t u s . b o r n,
into a
worldoftrash.

Happy. Happy. Happy.
My body will carry use
once I am dead. I
think I taste the dirt.

Happiness in head.
I'll never leave my windows open.



The cold always finds a way in.
Shadow Dragon Jun 24
I plug in the
vacuum cleaner
to suck it up
and see  
if it disappears
into a bag
that holds
everything
that is black
and blue.
He was raised in the slave pits of Gaul
giving his everything, all
when provided the chance
learning sword shield and lance
excelling at killing the medium
large great and small

He might have come to his end
his knee and his body did bend
looking up he laughed
opponent with a draft
for genitalia no armor defends

A fistula of full mailed hand
a foe now left screaming on sand
Fellacio Dickus survived
his rival deprived
of his life and his Dickus, remand

This story has a sad close
Fellacio descended just as he rose
a sword to the nuts
removing his guts
fellatio's more of a suck, but still blows
ROFL Yeah, sick I know, but I couldn't' help it ;D~
Sharkey Poems Jun 10
Do not speak from a bathroom stall
Please; I need a little privacy
After all.
Nothing is that urgent
Or Dire
To interrupt
This sacred shire.
Please do not sit on that
Porceiln throne
And call your
Boyfriend
From your phone.
No.
He doesn’t care
What you wear.
Just tell him
You know the time
And will be there.
Don’t bitch and moan about your
Coworker from the stall
For no one cares,
Not even the walls.
A fool
I'm a fool
With a beating heart
Throbbing lungs
And a brain that is a highway in new York
I am useless
I have ears that hear
A mouth that taste
Yet I'm useless
I walk long roads with no direction
I read long books with no meaning
I speak with people who will never understand a word I say
I'm a fool
To think you would understand
To think you would be the next person
I'd hear
I'd smell
I'd see
And I'd taste
But you weren't
And most importantly
you didn't listen
So I'm back where I started
A fool
I received the worst news today
I felt my life start to fade away.
I rushed in an instant over there
Breaking multiple laws without a care.

I saw the nurses
The confusion on their face
As a crazed man ran through their door
Everything in him beginning to race

"Where's my wife"
I asked in fear
Scared for my life
Of the news I'm about to hear.

They took too long
I saw her in her bed
I sprinted over to her
Thinking the worst in my head

She saw me
With a worried look in her eye
I held her in my arms
And began to uncontrollably cry.

So much has happened
The past few hours of my life
But it feels like forever
Since I last held my wife

And here I sit
Next to her bed
Holding her hand.
And kissing her head.

I'll sit here forever
If need be
Next to my wife
Till they let her free.

Until then
I'll let life unfold
And I shall sit right here
Putting my life
On hold.
I hate hospitals. I've been around them too much in my life
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