#daisys
"So, we were having this conversation, and all of the sudden...well I couldn’t believe it...
"Oh, she went on and on about fields of daisies or something like that... She talked forever!
"Ok, ok...but first I have to build it up, so you know, you can appreciate the fullness of the moment.
"So we’re sitting there, having this conversation, and she just perks up...
"Yeah, she like...sat up in her seat, eyes bright as a light bulb, and she looks at me in this weird kinda way...
"I don’t know what way exactly, it was just weird. Like I was Brad Pitt or somebody like that.
"...Or someone like that, God! Are you gonna let me tell you or not?
"Anyway, she looks at me and just blurts it all out. I mean she talked about it nonstop for an hour. I was thinking, Hell...we’re wasting time talking...
"No, I’m serious. It was an hour at least! After she finished I asked if she was serious.
"Well, I just wanted to make sure. Then she gets this ****** off look and I thought she was going to slap me or something. It was like my asking her totally ruined the moment. It was a little freaky. I thought for sure she was just going to get up and leave like I blew my chance.
"Yeah, well...it might have been better if she did. She just looked at me, not like earlier when she thought I was Brad Pitt though. Now she was just dumbfounded or something.
"You know like...she couldn’t believe I even had to ask after what she had just asked me.
"Yeah, you’re probably right, I am. But look I can’t just...you know, after Jennifer and all, I can’t just leap out there without looking. I’ve got responsibilities to think about.
"Oh, whatever! I am not. It’s not wrong for guys to think about that.
"I don’t even know why I’m talking to you!
"Well...of course, I said yes, what do you think I’m a total ***** She’s way too pretty say no too."
Sep 21, 2019
Sep 21, 2019 at 9:00 PM UTC
A second sun
peaks and flutters
in the color-dust
of virga
refracting light
of false idols
shading skies to
new horizons.
See ya later
with a question (x2).
I forgot how
to say goodbye,
A second sun
peaks and flutters
in the color-dust
of virga
as thunder rolls
down a stale sky
into the fray
of a twilight.
See ya later
with a question. (x2)
I forgot how
to say goodbye.
A second sun
peaks and flutters
in the color-dust
of virga
refracting light
of false idols
shading skies to
new horizons.
Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 9:32 PM UTC
Daisy remind me of when i
sleep
A reminence of a more peaceful place
A world created from what we bury to deep
A good way to hide whats
truely on the face
But the problem with daisys is there the same as dreams
They die maybe in a few years or even a few days
Reviling the demons and what they mean
Poppies remind me of the war thats been
The hidding of a horrible tradgerdy and the millions it destroys
The mothers and fathers who will Miss there teens
Just to protect the rich's
choir boy
Popies remind me of a world of war
And the millions of people distraught
Roses remind me of
society
Beautiful on top with thorns underneath
Rips at your skin just to pull you down, with gravity
Picked from the crowed slowly destroyed to make someone else care free
Roses reminded me of society destroying you slowly till your unseen
Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 7:46 AM UTC
If you ask me what my favorite flower is,
I will answer daisys.
You will say that they are simple and boring,
and i will say that i love them because of that.
Because nothing in this world is simple anymore.
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 8:00 PM UTC