#drifters
those who wash in and wash out with tides of
their lives, peaking into ours
for a poem, a cider & doughnut,
a quick hit of a script,
like a rush of fresh ****
that comes all the ways from states that end in A,
(ex: newyorkcitaaa baaaaaba)
but they, don't stick around,
they, in possess and possess
other multi~typical addictions,
than just word flow,
tho artistic in temperament,
but lacking
the concomitant commitment of pleasuring others,
above and themselves.
with the musicality of their owned
alphabetical notes, rhyme, chime,
whipping, driving, yes, even chiming,
to their internal soul's baton,
a familiar friendly conductor,
who bids them greetings,
with a piecemeal peace,
a quick bite, lightly chewed,
sometimes not even swallowed,
with a greeting
of Peace,
welcoming them and wishing them well
on their no staying way
to the next diversional
entertainment
postscript
~~~
creativity,
tho sometimes fast, even easy,
is never
cheap,
always come at a cost
Aug 30, 2025
Aug 30, 2025 at 6:08 AM UTC
The essence of her nature is enchanting,
for her to laugh till the tears come is as adorable as Ryan Gosling.
The image of her face is not plain,
for her stardust freckles are as endearing as the smell of after rain.
The thought of looking away is unthinkable,
for her hazel eyes are as alluring as visible cash to a habitual criminal.
So let’s slow dance alone in this crowded kitchen tonight,
for tomorrow drifters like us might be gone by dawn light.
Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 1:16 AM UTC