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Vinnie Brown Nov 2018
Tonight is the first time
I’ve written in weeks
It’s all sort of fragmented
Disjointed and dislocated segments
Bound and squeezed together in moments
Of sheer chance diluted by pedigrees
Of ever elevating time spans
Spent sleeping or wishing for sleep
Like seeing a pretty face for the first time
Attaching the backstory myself
Sort of like a shock culture moment
Like when you realize not all stars
Are quite like each other
With ocean waves crashing about
Forcefully until nothing, but peace
Resides in the moments we find ourselves

Cracking.
Probably won’t make tons of sense, it’s more or less me just ramble things I’m thinking good, anyways. Thanks.
  Nov 2018 Vinnie Brown
laura
usually last a few minutes
the slow burn
bitter taste
wind chill needs to chill
fam needs to chill
bank account needs to chill
room remained behind glass
sipping coffee
bad fridays taste just as bad
Vinnie Brown Nov 2018
Please excuse my language
There’s just no other way to say
When you’ve had yourself a day
Knee deep in the salt stricken waters
Staring at the sunset
Out of breath from the weight of the world

****.

Knowing you’re sort of lucky
To get to do all of it all over again
Tomorrow when the salt is a little lesser
Dancing together in the fire covered ocean
Staring at the sunrise
Full of breath from the weight of the world

****.
  Oct 2018 Vinnie Brown
Hayleigh
Our biggest injustice is thinking we do not have time
When time is all we have.
Vinnie Brown Oct 2018
Save your breath my friend
I’m not going in
I am no disciple
I’ll choose how I sin
Sprint to distant memories
And previous lives
For I am not ready
And the only thing you can’t change about the face are the eyes
I just don’t feel connected to such holy lies
So, just do me this kindness
And, let me sit on the church stairs
Ponder all my crimes
Vinnie Brown Oct 2018
She had a tendency
To douse me in kerosene
And light me on fire
With a flicker of her eyes
And a match strike smile
Vinnie Brown Oct 2018
Start to hyperventilate
No, I’m not seein’ straight
Knees begin to wobble
Cut my brakes, and lock the throttle
I couldn’t stop it if I wanted
Shadowy silhouettes
Make break into sweats
I’ve been dazed and confused
Since the day I met you
I’ve maybe lost my head
Yet, I’d do it all again
Perhaps I’m losing my my mind
There’s just something about you
That’s left me dazed and confused
Something about your eyes
Under certain influence
Unable to walk in straight lines
Build me up and leave me here in ruins
Either I’ve seen the light
Or I’m losing my mind
Just dazed and confused
About a girl or my come and go depression? I don’t know, you tell me.
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