#inane
Isn't it a pity that,
what she and I have
might be a
foretold; untold tale?
This writhing soul might be a fool to be
- t a n t a l i z e d -
by her honey-like scent,
with the topical rose redolence;
percolating every existing room for air
in my thickly tar-scarred lungs
from every hush of her troubled breath---
only then to realise that
every passing seconds spent
have always been a constellation of
== inane innuendo ==
to pique the lovelorn in me.
Dec 5, 2020
Dec 5, 2020 at 8:16 PM UTC
A small kindness can’t sustain
A screaming, starving child.
One step at a time
Won’t bridge the distance
Between salvation and despair.
I click that button.
I like that you are running to beat cancer,
But you won’t.
The world boils and burns.
I won’t share anymore,
Because I don’t care anymore.
Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 4:45 AM UTC
I hold you up,
hold you close.
Away from the harms of the inane world
I can not protect you from myself.
I will keep trying to free the Beauty that exist in my mind.
I wish you could get inside, and swim through my thoughts.
float down this stream of consciousness, and blissfully observe the scenery.
You will find many shadowy corners were you may want to tread lightly.
If you traverse these lands,you may make the voyage to the most alluring destinations, were we may find peace.
We can always use a change of scenery
close to me
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 6:45 PM UTC
You can play like a big cat but
That's still just a kitty,
And I hear you roaring yet
They sound like meows to me.
Other felines especially like fish,
You purr at the taste of meat.
Blood dye whiskers,
Fresh enough when pulse still beats
And colors tread in cheeks;
She was just a thirsty drunk
And I, a glass of whiskey.
May 6, 2024
May 6, 2024 at 5:26 PM UTC
This is an open letter to all of those who don't understand what it means to be tortured by the very person you love
Dear Whoever You Are,
Humans get a sort of deranged pleasure in loving something that kills them. You see darling, each time i run back to him he sweeps me up in his arms and dips me in the forest we once knew so well in the small glow of the burnt out street lamps and sips up all my happiness just to leave my hollow bones and make the moon my perfect company. You see, it still troubles my vacant mind why I always charge back to him but i do it anyway and that, is the most agonizing part about loving someone who kills you.
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
Millionaires and Billionaires
on knee, or coupled, arm in arm
protesting something most unfair
but lacking care, or charm
I don't know who may have seen
but the protest has been changed
not on knee, and needing the green
arms linked, the fans, estranged
The squeaky wheel, gets the grease
loud, obnoxious, overbearing
their slice they seek, to increase
and they're really not up, for sharing
Attendance down, upon the ground
the money ceases it's predictive flow
owners ****** and players miffed
and ticket prices, low
Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 11:13 AM UTC
I've seen some crap in my day
movies that make ya choke
Jurassic World, Rogue One
laughed off, as bad jokes
There's Alien Regurgitation
all the A vs P debacles
Van Helsing turned too gold
reaching newer pinnacles
all plots done bad and old
But in this day and age
of dried monkey **** on toast
Disney takes the cake, I'm afraid
cuz the Last Jedi ******
the most
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 2:35 PM UTC