#robbins
I do not think he would
begrudge a wine tinted
smudge on the page
a blush of the blushest blush
akin to the blood of life
the cup that is filled and overfloweth
blood into wine
the Book's little innuendos
coyly writ for the quiet amusement
of chastened monks
Christ what a waste
not the man mind you
the Word
the words
lost in the compounded
ignorance of millenia
I prefer them stained red
honest on back-lit pages
Who
after all
could begrudge honesty
History it seems
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 11:14 AM UTC
As Heaven and Hell filled your glass you gave me the the gift of laughter and raised my spirits several times.
Those stories about a plethora of assess, wild crazed friends, and a hard painful life intrigued me for countless hours.
Never are you just a simple shade of black or white your always that insane drunk artist that mixes up the paint.
Your advice and experience taught me new colors that I would have never been able to imagine before.
Unlike me your a true writer that’s unaffected with the STD of being just a poet, but you still just might have the clap.
Your works are ****** great so don’t you EVER stop trying to get your stuff out to this twisted world……..
Because if you quit I will seriously be obligated to punch you and I know you’ll still be able to easily kick my ***
even though you probably broke your hip after you got out of your walker and unplugged your dialysis machine.
I’m not a mascochist (Unless I get a *** of cash or your a pretty Asian girl) so please for the love of god never make me do that, and hell I really like a lot you so I’d really prefer not to put a .38 special deep into your chest cavity.
Keep staying crazy you son of a ***** and although more than likely as your future attorney I’ll sure as hell stay busy,
but your my big brother and I ******* love you man so don’t you ever change.
P.S. Don’t hog on all of the good runoff ***** unless they are too chubby.
Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 8:10 PM UTC
We're like Tom Robbins characters
You spoke those words yourself
I'm a princess and you're a felon
But we vibe so ******* well
You're a walking brain puzzle
I'm a recovering **** tease
You satisfy me, expand my mind
My body's never been so pleased
Don't you dare say you're sorry
You cannot undo the past
Why would you want to anyway?
I think you're falling for more than my ***
I won't be a replacement
I could never do what she did
I don't want a carbon copy
I learned what I needed to from him
Your mother accuses you of thieving
Mine points out superficial flaws
We share a lot of the same demons
They may stutter but it's loud
I'm done keeping up appearances
You're weary of a double life
We collaborate so effortlessly
Our future visions intertwine
Do I want to meet your parents?
Mine would love you at first greet
They'd give you a jar of honey
Maybe even some frozen meat
I'll help you to stay sober
You've gotten me to open up
Use my brain, try me on for size
I'll understand if you stop
But, imagine what we could be
I think synchronicity has a cause
Inspiration, it's contagious
Happiness, it tags along
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 10:57 AM UTC