#folds
The rest of your life has just begun
Time folds itself
A finger on the trigger of a gun
Hand wraps around to help
May 26, 2023
May 26, 2023 at 6:50 PM UTC
No paper has no folds. Look closer and it will be apparent;
A crease, hidden beneath its purported smoothness—
Though blatant once told of, a fool, sir, will not see it patent,
And seizes within a denial of but his faulted blindness.
No paper is of even thickness. Feel it and it will be known;
A bump, then a sudden thinness somewhere on it—
So whether his benevolence hides it, he hides it from his own,
And dumb as he may’ve been, will never confess of it.
No paper is of ideal quality. The fact cannot be denied;
No man can ever craft a sheet of paper beyond half-perfect—
And thus, sir, do accept readily, for it has to be resigned, that
Likewise, no man is of perfect character, nor hasn’t defect.
Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 7:11 PM UTC
delicate folds into endless
creases, the wrinkles
in mother's hands. asking for
more, taking
& creating new faces
when you think the last of you is gone.
& though the world may
tuck away your
flaws &
pleat you into
origami stars,
take to the earth,
uproot the trees.
stand tall as your last in-
carnation,
become the called bluff
& bloom in the space
between sky
&
ground.
before you hit the earth,
become the bird that you
are & perch on
opportunity.
Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 9:23 PM UTC
Magical and mystical
how it's done each time
warlocks witches ethereal
versed in folds and lines
The cosmic ramifications
being able to gather fold, and crease
textile machinations
will wonders ever cease?
For now I'll be content
to marvel how it's done
those with talents rare
maybe some day
I'll be one
Feb 10, 2019
Feb 10, 2019 at 12:43 PM UTC
i feel weak
everyday another piece of me folds in
slowly
im becoming the thing you never wanted to see
im becoming to reach the point you hoped i would never
im the piece of paper in the bottom of your bag
the one you needed
you lost it and spent ages looking for it
but by the time you found it
it was torn to shreds
it was no longer useful
and you groaned and complained
but then you got another
and you were thankful that there were others
to replace the one you forgot about
until it was too late
but i couldn't forget
i laid there in pieces wondering what happened
you cared
but you realized it got bad
and then you realized it was too late
and you moved onto the next person to care about
until it was too late for them too.
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 10:42 PM UTC
What were told we are
We are not
Take time today
To write a different script
Say I love you
To your inner child
Smile at the heavens
And say Thank You
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 9:40 AM UTC
I sent off my heart today,
in folds of ink and moth's wings.
I whispered a wish and let go,
so it could flit across the waters.
When it reaches you,
will you hold it close, and set me free?
Or will you burn it,
and let my prayers rise to the heavens?
Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 12:50 AM UTC
The likes of you I can't describe,
Yet I love to eat between your thighs.
The melody you spake to me
Unfolds my greatest sovereignty.
I crave to quaff all of your spit,
And swallow every drop of it.
Don't cheat me of your tasty flesh,
Those bare and supple ****** *******
Your eyes that follow my firm gaze,
While we kiss and lick and misbehave.
I need to feel each piece of skin,
Smashing girl and boy parts over and over again.
It's such a treat to eat you whole;
I'm obsessed with eating 19-year-olds.
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 9:32 PM UTC