#actual
I agree what her name says,
I disagree with whatever any donkey brays.
She's kindhearted and also so very gorgeous,
She has got an angelic heart.
Elsa you are one of the most beautiful poets I've ever seen,
And you just need to ignore people contradicting it as they are not free from sin.
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 2:37 AM UTC
pavement cracks under his feet
when he walks.
smoke falls from his hair
when he moves.
his hands are made of stone
his veins are dripping mud
his eyes are black and blown.
he's a walking black hole
******* all the light of the world in
breathing in warmth and fire
breathing out dust and ashes.
but
he's still young in the crinkles by his smiling eyes
in the high pitch of his screams
in the smallest curls of his hair.
but
he's aged in the purple under his eyes
in the tilt of his disappointed mouth
in the rough tips of his fingers
in the weight of his stone-carved bones.
he is many things
and looks like so many more
he is big
and he is beautiful
and the earth cracks under
his feet
and the flowers die in his wake.
and still
he swears he's bathed in darkness
but still made of sun.
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 11:25 PM UTC
"So is this what we are? Friends with benefits, right?"
Oh, right.
Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 4:03 AM UTC
Never kiss if you don't mean it with actual love.
Never promise if you would probably break it one day.
Hearts can get shattered & never love again.
People can perish in the self-lit fires of guilt, insult & pain.
Oh how I wish the world realizes & respects the value of true love.
Only if the world realized the value of faithful love,
It would surely have been the best place to live,
Nobody would want to give up, weep and leave.
Learn being faithful to your partner in love,
Everyone be a faithful lover, husband or wife,
For it is not a rave party our life condemned by witches,
And of course we are humans not dogs or *******
Learn love, higher love, it's about time.
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 1:50 AM UTC
anybody smart would call the police if they were beaten
but i love you too much to protect myself
and the bruises look like hearts anyway
Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 10:20 PM UTC
Never having been a shepherd, I seek my
artistic intuition for a way to say I know
a bit of what the whole cloth needs to form,
at all,
information conforming to pattern with mysterious
iniquitous twists and transpositional possibilit-
a knock at the door,
and an inner action with reactions,
to things
I have been known to have said in terms
we disagree on,
suffer it to be so now, the suffering as you imagine,
is brief,
the time it takes to see eternity is not a mortal concept,
ever is no absolute state, stasis stuck
round and round
wait and see, leave me be the only knower,
lone be
learn of wedom, as we know, me and the reader, being
known as selves with stories certain
in the past,
no regrets remain, but where the complexity of being
you
in my mind, is not for me to untie, or re-tie to my definition
when you believed you know, far better,
truth that proves, data-wise, there is no god, as - who/
who who
who refines the rethinking task, way back machine, be
history. As of now,
Baccus protocol envocolation e-lation cellophane
crinkle in the veil
Rumi walked right through, and left me wondering
when did I recognize the being by the name.?.
name me author for a day,
run it on old video of Queen for a Day,
run a series of clips,
wish clips, what is your wish the audience may grant,
in our democratic game of shame erasure,
wound recovery, tattoo removal,
- nur ds
- the banality of evil, asks for first rule
- from point of no return, what is evil's mission,
- in words?
- Evil words, Turrets spir'ts spat from side walk
- prostrate saint in the throes of entheosity
Walk on by, imagine I am all
alone, wishing I were in a we, a class of us, big
ambitioned amity in enmity
with e as balanced on an inconsistent constant,
absolutely, I see, he says, I see, he thinks he does
out of body lookame aiming to know, as much or more
than any
who got away
may have used to leave a clue
where now, this is 2021 and the sleeve/host/possession
kiva-temple on the phone fully converged to match
the 1999 white paper.
Read the stripes. Those heal invisible. Like plastic braced bites.
We all have flaws, we are the industrial gems,
these
stories, parables, poems, recurring pocketest
of crystalline thought
tinkling breathless
if ex stasis, see, budge it, oomph, we all know,
let's roll
down the barrel, rifled at a ratio only the knacked smiths knew,
now, we know, all things related to rifling spiraling
an arc, set to force the strike
flint to steel to powder of magimeasures and transfiguration,
In my mind, at the very least.
yes. the point of every thing at once, knowing
is slowing
the engines of fear and hate and doubt and betrayal
-- I released the idea of absolute states or stations,
because of you. My son, from his younger self, to whom
I first define my terms,
as Silverman taught me, with your permission, let's say
I cannot lie,
oathbound, resound, begun redone
dance around the truth with me, think of reading ready
writing qwerty keyed in symphony, phony or Meme-o
graphic burps of adol-idolescing,
didn't we, now didn't we didn't we, now didn't we
didn't we, now didn't we didn't we, now didn't we
didn't we, now didn't we didn't we, now didn't we
didn't we, now didn't we didn't we, now didn't we
didn't we, now didn't we didn't we, now didn't we
didn't we, now didn't we didn't we, now didn't we
didn't we, now didn't we didn't we, now didn't we
didn't we, now didn't we didn't we, now didn't we
didn't we, now didn't we didn't we, now didn't we
didn't we, now didn't we didn't we, now didn't we
and it never gets old, days of old,
being who we once imagined we could be had we
taken another turn,
roll one more time.
Sep 12, 2021
Sep 12, 2021 at 4:10 PM UTC
your hands left inky marks
on my skin
and i don't have any soap
all i can do is scratch and scratch
but it's still there
it's still there
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 9:34 PM UTC
What was actually said
twisted into
what was actually not
Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 9:00 AM UTC
I promise,
To be forever faithful.
I promise,
To never stop trying.
I commit myself to you.
From this time on
And
Forevermore.
There's going to be struggles,
There's going to be issues,
But, I feel in my heart of hearts
I want to struggle with these issues,
With you.
The light we create
Glows ambient and beautiful,
For us
And, to those in our world.
We would be fools
To look elsewhere
For the love we need,
And the love we deserve.
Through immense over-thinking
Crossing the T's,
Dotting the I's,
There is only one conclusion...
Love and happiness.
I love you and
You make me happy.
For reasons above
For reasons of love
Please, do me the honour
Of being my wife.
Dec 26, 2020
Dec 26, 2020 at 4:06 AM UTC