#konr
What's in his mind?
One cup of labor
Two scoops of pain
Three scoops of lust
Issues with trust
Four cups of distress
One more for the rest
And five milligrams
of pessimism at best
**What's in his heart?
One tablespoon of pride
Two teaspoons of shame
A spoonful of ambition
One third expedition
Two-thirds of abolition
A half a cup of absentee
Another half depravity
What's in his soul?
A recipe I have yet to know
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 2:26 AM UTC
I kept all your secrets in a jar,
put them on the shelf next to our memories,
locked them in the room filled with your smile,
left the house that we called home,
and threw away the key.
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 12:15 AM UTC
when I die
bury me in a cemetery in New Orleans
let the marching bands serenade this holy soil with beautiful trumpets and saxophones
let the sound flow into the earth so in the afterlife
I will have something to dance to,
Kiss those who weep
for they are in need of human and sometimes we forget that,
Offer yourself up to the sun
bask in that hot heat till sweat grazes your temple
stay there till the day is done and watch the moon sweep across the sky,
all the stars dance in the same rhythm.
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 12:05 AM UTC