#kitsch
Spinning.
Twirl through
the uphill bottle,
and battle the
summertime blues.
Spin free
of the days
spent swimming
in expensive *****
Dance on my tongue,
whiskey,
or bourbon,
whatever the hell
you may be.
Spin with me,
close my eyes
to the dream.
Spin with me,
my glass-necked fiend.
Spin me free.
Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 8:46 PM UTC
A ****** thing
When put there in the lamplight
But chosen with the utmost care
Pretend it’s just kitsch
And not some ******* you’d throw away had someone else gifted it.
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 9:08 AM UTC
With just a click
the wick
absorbs the flame.
A gossamer light
that ignites
into a beacon of warmth.
A temple blessed
A mess
My own desk.
Wax starts to melt
And pelt
Into the ocean of its own creation.
A flame so soothing
Hand moving
Page a field of snow.
Enough of this kitsch
Flipped switch
A flame confused and sputtering.
The fan spins and calms
Resting palm
A flame vanishes.
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 8:48 AM UTC
There are no limits
to culture, kitsch flourishes --
and it overgrows.
Sep 11, 2024
Sep 11, 2024 at 3:49 AM UTC