#behaviors
There's
A thick dust
On the horizon
Let's hurry before
They get here
The judges
Of our risky behaviors
Driving too fast
Because we are
Alone in a car
Tracing our veins
Like a road map
With the metal wire
I used to remove your
Prison bond
Smokin' tequila
Marinating our
Organs with some agave
In our new
Beautiful shiny home
While I shower off the dust
I feel your dark protective image
Standing so close like a
Shadow
You say let's go now
And
Do things we've never done
Because once they show
Up
We'll be gone
Feb 21, 2024
Feb 21, 2024 at 9:28 AM UTC
~
*Prelude of light
The sublimation hour
In this ruined house
Before meaning comes
(The world is full of
Abandoned meanings)
A slight grip, a gentle hold
And the trembling of glass
Circles of privacy
To shine, to hide, to cross
From the only window
Burning sanctuary
Heaven come crashing
The thicket is no sacred grove:
A chronicle of early failures
But within reach
Of future mistakes
Even the darkness has arms*
~
Oct 2, 2022
Oct 2, 2022 at 3:06 PM UTC
Sweet Men are Like... Rare flowers..those like Jade Vine,
Gibraltar Campion, Franklin Tree, Kokai cookei, and the
Chocolate Cosmos rare and unique hard to find kind
that will not adapt to the principles and
culture of a insensitive rough society. Equipped with
good values that often seem extinct.
Decent and unique men are like..cotton candy, strong visual yet rugged look,
sweet sugar treats melts in your mouth., lightly
won't leave you over filled with heaviness and drama.
Some men are like first class planes...takes you flying high and the ride is exquisite,
stimulating personal, makes you dream big..are
accomodating comfortable, treats you with class.
A wanted man is like.. soothing running waters,, able to quench your heated passions, fulfil
your hungered needs, satisfy your mental thirst, and ruffle your straightened sheets, tackle your
energy and substain a stable environment.
A Good man..is made from the best of fabrics, has quality material, has stamina, drive and
strength sewn in, wears his smile day and night, because contentment with just one and only one
suits him wisely and justly.
A good man has been modified to fit his specific woman all her imperfections, and shortcomings
fit his model and he is equipped to handle them.
In a good man the perfect mixers have been stired blended and folded into his batter.
That when baked to right temperatures brings out the best in his Lady,
hides her sour, and covers her blemishes.
making what was less more better, and completing her short commings and she comes out smelling divine.
A awesome man..In the mist of battles with his woman is like a scattered rain storm.
Can come loud hard or soft and lightly..
but afterward washes in sweet healing cleanses they both can
benefit from and still grow.
Career bachelor Types of men
Some men are like..Hoarders.. they collect all kinds of women
never letting go of any..got more than they know what to do with..
Many screaming for their time and attention.
Investigators...Some men like to spy and see what this one and that one is doing..
Gamblers..They take big risks, put lots at stake and take foolish chances..Leeches...
They hang on you like your all they have and **** you dry of most of your
resources, clingy, jealous, needy, greedy...selfish inconsiderate leechers.
Con artist..They give you a great speech about want they want..
how they will give their all and your all they need.
It sounds sweet and genuine but he's lying. Like Flies... buzzing in your ears..
humming annoying, bothersome, pitiful.. pesty, nosey, going
from place to place spreading nasty germs..reading posting,
bragging think they the stuff when they are just a bug a boo fly and a lie.
Some men are like..Toads big stuffed and lazy..just want to hop on you ***** you.
Do you get all they can from you..Big lazy and have lots of
time of his hands to rib bit rib bit get all you have.
And are crap seekers. Always ready to swollow the energy from you.
Some are Huge liers.. about their past, relationships, friendships, and hardships..
telling lies for sympathy..In the end you'll hate you allowed him to waste your time..
Just my saying by me and my sayings..
Sharday.
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May 29, 2018
May 29, 2018 at 2:20 AM UTC
Sitting in the local coffee shop,
Listening to coffee shop songs,
Doing work but simultaneously
Watching people.
Studying psychology,
Of the abnormal type,
Watching behaviors,
But not reflecting inward.
Sipping hot coffee,
Burning your mouth on it,
But trying not to react.
Someone across the cafe saw you; ****
Studying people,
Drinking coffee nonchalantly,
Watching behavior,
Reflect inward, ******
Reflect inward.
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 7:48 AM UTC
Eastern towhee flits along garden edge
picking here and there
its movements assumed to be
intentional to casual observers
who imagine a search for food
or a gathering of sprigs for a nest.
Last night was a mystery;
a kiss, then a hug followed by a tirade
seemingly without a purpose.
Was there intent to hurt,
to inflict an invisible ****
deep inside her chest?
Cowbirds leave their eggs in towhee nests
expecting the towhee to hatch them.
The cowbird knows its purpose.
Unlike the bird, he seems unaware
that consequences ride
on the back of his behaviors
like mites cling to a wing.
He wanted to assert himself
to make clear his desires.
He didn't intend to wound her heart.
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 2:37 PM UTC
People of modern society are blind.
They've lost sight of what it means to recognize and accept basic human emotions.
They're frightened by feeling.
At the first sign of angst, depression, anxiety, discomfort, or anger they're convinced it can't be natural.
It must be some disease or disorder that is causing such pain.
No other answer, diagnose and treat at once.
Children, teenagers, young adults, the middle aged, and the elderly
all desperately seeking some sort of instantaneous solution
for themselves and their loved ones.
Those that they should hold dear pawned off on medications
from those commercials with smiling faces
that they wish to be their own.
While in the end the only smiling faces are those with full pockets.
We as humans must confront the fact that sometimes there is not a light at the end of the tunnel
and adapt, as our species so often has, to our individual and collective darkness.
For without that darkness we would never recognize the light.
Because once was a time when we sought to not mask our pain but to understand it.
( see: Neitzche, Kierkegaard, Sartre, Camus, etc.)
When experience and education actually provided freedom and enlightenment,
where the youth were given tools to understand themselves, their society, and their emotions,
to find themselves, to learn, and were encouraged to ask the important questions, to question at all.
To question it all.
Who am I?
What are we?
When did we get here?
Where did we come from?
Why are we here?
Open your eyes.
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 3:08 AM UTC
We play like kids Simply because there is a kid Inside each of us ... We live happily,but We feel we're only unhappy .... We live in death and We don't live life accurately ... We dream everyday ,but All our dreams come in the shape of nightmares ...
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 10:08 AM UTC