#getit
You've been popping up all over the place
but for all my memories, where did you go?
Can't bring myself to say
what you want to hear,
my life is not what you had in mind.
There's a part of me
that feels I owe you nothing,
the part that parted
and doesn't know you.
As if it all wasn't in the same breath already.
But today is just like the rest of my daze
just a cherried wick, till I'm gone
in a puff of smoke.
And yeah, it's been cold enough
to see my own breath.
So I've started to make sure I keep a pack of friends around.
But I can't tell whose breath
I'm conjuring, leaving it
to hang among regret and confusion
and there you are again.
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 2:59 AM UTC
Once again, hello you folk!
If you’re here you got the joke
It’s running still like unspilled yolk
Like a frog that’s soon to croak
By writing this my hands are *****
Filthy fingers gone unruly
I’d rather stop, if you don’t mind
These silly schemes of verse and rhyme
So let’s sit down somewhere not quiet
By the street where live the sirens
That we might stop hearing all
These stupid thoughts that ask for calm
Are lobsters red? Is my blood blue?
Do colors mean anything true?
I don’t know, I sigh a lot
Like water simmered in lidded ***
I’d stopped to write this, but for what?
How could these words have any use?
I’m not sure, but come here, closer,
There’s one last thing I want to whisper
A secret hot like fresh made blisters
All punch lines are hit or miss
Even those aimed at nothing
Feb 16
Feb 16, 2026 at 9:17 PM UTC