These ancient bodies so full of knowledge dismissed by youth's hubris carry on frail ***** and parchment skinned. We were you. We traveled hormones. We scorned advice from elders like us. Ignore us as you must. Soon you'll wonder where your years went.
I drink myself as stupid as I can each night at Happy Hour but I can't ignore the plan to harness all the power into a pinpoint of light one world order resets Soros reigns in the night Humanity sends regrets.
I have dreams. I have nightmares. I hope for the best and fear the worst. I'm just one of God's creatures in a zoo called my mind. Walls everywhere I can't go beyond. Gravity, time, our biology keep me inside my tiny world tethered to my appetites. Will death set me free to live again in nightmares and dreams.
Our crop failed another year. Naught grows in dust and wind. I'm weak with thirst and hunger and have no more tears left. I can bear doing without. My hungry child's desperate eyes bring me to a brink I never knew existed. I'm perched on it.
I draw my face on a bar napkin. I look like the night we met. Take me back to that night again when we hadn't touched just yet but yearned for Love and touches. I draw our family on a bar napkin.
As I ascend to the heaven of her shot I think of your taste and smell and almost get an *******. Blood flows in veins of her creation. I almost love you more than ******. I did in rehab but it seems so long ago now we are together.
I'm a forgone conclusion and an empty promise. My words fail to inspire. My loves are always lost. Trouble always finds me. Read between the lines and find the real me with you in my heart on my sleeve.
Please forgive this old drunk poet for repeating myself. I love every poet here and there and everywhere you dare to put your hearts on the line for fearless truth!
I'm a forgone conclusion and an empty promise. My words fail to inspire. My loves are always lost. Trouble always finds me. Read between the lines and find the real me with you in my heart on my sleeve.
I still hear your voices concerned with choices I made while living oddly now forgiving live inside your shell under the matrix spell can you hear me running for my precious living.
People in relationships are not half of each other. We are complete in ourselves. Just complement each other's strengths and weaknesses, when you meet the mothers.
I make the laws of nature after all. What lives among my vast reaches is looking at clear night skies in awe wondering at their reason for living and the cruelty to die never knowing. They created myths of God and Heaven and a place to punish unkind acts owned by Devil and called it Hell. We are endless infinities' mirrors rain falling forever with my tears.
I believe in air and growing hair patches puberty, free me liberty. All lives matter, same old batter, never quite right too dark or light. We live too long to love a song or smoke a **** or love her ****. Oh My God, I do confess it's true.
I'm not equipped to be an easy love. I don't know why. Women can be the nectar I need and ease my aching heart. Desire is always offered with an enormous cost that I'm unable to pay. I try to make a silk purse from a pig's ear. I give her pearls and lipstick. Party girls don't want to meet the parents.
I'm not equipped to be an easy love. I don't know why. Women can be the nectar I need and ease my aching heart. Desire is always offered with an enormous cost that I'm unable to pay. I try to make a silk purse from a pig's ear. I give her pearls and lipstick. Party girls don't want to meet the parents.
Beauty and perfume I'm in love with you. Drunk and dry spell what else would I do? *** all the week long, eating in then eat out. Turn it up louder song. MIA at work ants shout. What is the fuss about? Fierce *** is never wrong.
I slit my wrist a million times with pieces of the broken heart's razor sharp deflections in my attic room Penthouse desire increases illusion of an endless tunnel of reflections. mirrors on walls showed me every angle my naked drunken midnight freedom dance with my Irish too small little dangle always chasing the mirage of desert romance.
There a cuckoo clock on the wall, I was a kid curious how it worked. Gramps told me not to touch it. I moved the chain and it crashed and broke the cheap lamp below. That **** destroyed me entirely. He went from a hero to zero his hangover destroyed us.
Who owns my epiphany? Is you or is it me? I broke the machine left my part unclean blood or oil dried gears and cranks died screeched to a halt. Blame the Gestalt.
I believe my country has died. Defeated Lady Liberty on her knees with a Scimitar for her beheading. Communists crawling into her guts for the final feeding as we all hold impotent guns without bullets.
We parted ways after awhile. We had differences. I didn't hate or love you. We went our own ways. 30 years later and you still haunt my dreams. Try as I will I can't forget how yours tastes.
I was earthbound all my life, then I met you and we had wings to fly above the heavens where God exists and the angel sings. We flew too close to the sun and fell into the gravity's rainbows. You see us crawling in blue skies loud cawing black ink stain crows.
I was earthbound all my life then I met you and we had wings to fly above the heavens where a God exists and an angel sings I flew too close to the sun and we fell in gravity's rainbow. Our love is forever after all. We were buried inside my soul.
I was earthbound all my life, then I met you and we had wings to fly above the heavens where a God exists and an angel sings. We flew too close to the sun and fell into the gravity's rainbows. You see us crawling in blue skies loud cawing black ink stain crows.
I always saw you on my horizon. I drank to your health and to ours. I went to meetings and confessed weakness and drank bland coffee and ate stale donuts and smoked an endless chain of cigarettes.
In my cups we danced in the neon. On bar stools and raucous laughter with my dreams hiding in liquor's ugly fog I gave you life and baptism. Can I ever know normal? I'll be home at last call when I reach my rope's end.
I always saw you on my horizon. I drank to your health and to ours. I went to meetings and confessed weakness and drank bland coffee and ate stale donuts and smoked an endless chain of cigarettes. In my cups we danced in the neon. On bar stools and raucous laughter with my dreams hiding in liquor's ugly fog I gave you life and baptism. Can I ever know normal? I'll be home at last call when I reach my rope's end.
I always saw you on my horizon. I drank to your health and to ours. I went to meetings and confessed weakness and drank bland coffee and ate stale donuts and smoked an endless chain of cigarettes.
In my cups we danced in the neon. On bar stools and raucous laughter with my dreams hiding in liquor's free fog I gave you life and baptism. Can I ever know normal? I'll be home at last call when I reach my rope's end.
I always saw you on my horizon. I drank to your health and to ours. I went to meetings and confessed weakness and drank bland coffee and ate stale donuts and smoked an endless chain of cigarettes.
In my cups we danced in the neon. On bar stools and raucous laughter with my dreams hiding in liquor's ugly fog I gave you life and baptism. Can I ever know normal? I'll be home last call when I reach my rope's end.
You're not there to meet me anymore, just a shadow left to greet me like before. I heard the news. I know you died. I tried to conjure tears I couldn't cry.
Turning point in our decline Soros' Obama's Biden's crime on full display all in place. Never shame, never disgrace. Proud comrades fill the gulags that is after all just prologues.
I divorced my 7 siblings blinded by bylines rabid dogs snapping at lies from the usual Headlines The sacred cows. NYTimes, Washington Post, NPR, CNN, MSNBC, Mother Jones. We're in a ceramic fishbowl drowned upside down bones flushed down a toilet bowl.
We spent our pain on us in for a penny in for a pound. Married pregnant in our sin teenage hubris will astound in the summer of love again ripe naked ******* are found. The vows made are abandoned shame my constant companion new love stillborn in manger guilt's madness constant danger.
I'm 72 and I'm drunk and fearless and still think I'll live forever even though I know I'd be the first one and all my friends are dying and I can't play checkers alone or take trips down memory lane by myself.
You can't read my mind. You've no idea what it's like being close to you. I'm stunned by your beauty. Your laugh infects me. Your wild hair brings me to my knees in adoration. I cower in fear of my love. I'm quiet. I'm distant. I dream of you that night. I write this.
You can't read my mind. You've no idea what it's like being close to you. I'm stunned by your beauty. Your laugh infects me. Your wild hair brings me to my knees in adoration. I cower in fear of my love. I'm quiet. I'm distant. I dream of you that night. I write this.
I'll just look the other way let you steal my night and day silence my words I need to say a broken life I'll always pay. I'll **** me as an afterthought piece of meat you never bought from a butcher I never caught my beauty you always sought.