#dps
He lived in a world filled with writers
A generation of handsome skilled fighters
But when his father said no
And was unaware of the blow
He blew up his future like igniters
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 10:05 PM UTC
The Captain
taught a man to live
and live he did
for a night
till bitter snow
fell on his tongue
as he swallowed feelings on his tongue
his lips had kissed the summer's dream
a budding dream
chained down by blood
yet for a single shining breath
the world was his oyster
and the oyster was in his hands
and now remains so
forever
Sep 14, 2025
Sep 14, 2025 at 3:20 AM UTC
Down at the DPS
no birds in the trees
no one happy
no one blessed
queued with no reprieve
Down at the DPS
lines that have no smiles
lines of disgruntled folks
lines go on
for miles
Down at the DPS
take a number please
take a seat
take awhile
moving past, the absentees
Down at the DPS
no way or where to run
lines of zombie's moan
taking your leave, will always feel
like the lottery
you've won
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 12:32 PM UTC