#buzzed
Those pesky flies will land on your glasses
And buzz your face till your insane
There always seems to be nothing but masses
It much too hard to maintain
What to do, oh what to do
How can you even relate
All you can do, to see this thing through
Is expect, that you are the fly bait...
Brian Hill - 2019 # 199
Aug 8, 2019
Aug 8, 2019 at 9:27 AM UTC
Into The Night
Lost in a pattern of thoughts,
as these experiences continue to shape our realities,
fell in love gave my heart away,
and watched it disappear with her into the night,
too much heartbreak,
too much more,
too much greed and lust,
too much wanting too much more,
is that even correct English,
does it even matter,
it seems I’m frozen in a moment,
but the words just continue faster and faster,
fck you,
fck me,
I mean,
that in the most loving way,
we’re all fckt up,
the plan is no more,
we’re lost in a position of indecision,
where there is no either or,
lost in a pattern of thoughts,
as these experiences continue to shape our realities,
fell in love gave my heart away,
and watched it disappear with her into the night…
∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
Oct 6, 2017
Oct 6, 2017 at 7:14 PM UTC
I still hope for the best for you even though there is no future for us.
Not anymore, you made your choice, and I made mine.
Still miss you sometimes though- there are a lot of memories here.
Someone will crack an old joke from years ago, or comment on how long my hair has gotten,
(I haven’t cut it since that time you said you liked my short hair)
Here’s to hoping we both find our missing puzzle piece someday soon,
the longer it takes, the more I start to think it’s still you.
Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 4:53 PM UTC
Altering your mind to keep
Thoughts out, may alter
your heart from letting
Feelings in...
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 9:39 AM UTC
this party will be a total rager.
a party full of mistakes with the highest of stakes.
everyone will be buzzed
and the few that decided
to remain in their natural
element are the sane.
the mess will be created by the insane.
so let's party hard.
-/e.d/
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 1:40 AM UTC
My mother used to hide *****
In the freezer,
In the back behind the peas and corn.
I decided to try it.
A sip and a burn
And my lips went numb.
That's what it felt like to kiss you.
A gulp, or two
Or three
Or seven, (who's counting?)
later I got a head rush and
that's what it felt like to kiss you;
The burn and the numbness.
The release of realizing
You were far more intoxicating.
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 4:50 AM UTC