"facinating" poems
Interestingly enough, a city filed with intoxicating dress, yes, I like the chucks and baggy pants, no I do not wear it myself, but I appreciate the look, with the Giants hat, let me write you a vignette, techies tools talking bout tacky office gossip and girls they will never **** bahaha and iPods ipods iPods fueling a sweet melody for the ride in boxcar boxcar. Yas yad yas
People going to and from work , quieter, contemplative, examining their tax returns, the hat pulled down straight
people, ticking, tocking, the images of content, staring up with amusement, the people talk of beer, of business, in seriousness, the pamphlets, the trends, counters, crawlers, beggars, in solitude, all of them
have
lovers, insecurities, mal adaptations, taking the drug that says that the life is alright, and thats alright
the little town looks so real to them, they, use the crosswalk, they, stop at the red stop sign, they, don't make eye contact, because their purpose is
to purpose, their purpose is their power lunch, a power lunch, of a sandwich, what of a sanwhich? and what does that have to do with the urban life?
the power meal, designed with purpose, for purpose, in chairs that are made for rain, in intersections made for walking, in red lights made for stopping
and aliens must be amused, by the order, the roots must be...facinating
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 5:29 PM UTC
A broken heart is a facinating thing
Neither alive or dead
continuously pumping pain through your veins
It will never heal
Just numb
I wish I could make it better
Make it go away
To let you know I'm hurting too
My heart broke when yours did
Because a heart is a strange thing
Because it's meant to be shared
Oct 2, 2012
Oct 2, 2012 at 9:16 PM UTC
These heavy swells, with high tides, give life a few options, for facinating rides.......
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 11:19 AM UTC
It was time.
A spectacle was yet to take place
Exploring other worlds were always facinating to me
A footprint we left, every step it took was the sign that life exists.
We were like little trinkets, parts of stars that followed the rover from behind and took our fractions of amazingness of the universe.
It was the universe that broke you.
Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 2:48 AM UTC
The way you want to talk about things
That i dont qiute understand
I like that you want to know me
Beyond just my bed
I want to know you too
And why you smile so big
And why your laugh
Sounds so sweet
And how you keep up
With your life which is facinating
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 5:40 PM UTC
I am so past wishing for death
And I am so past blaming others for my wish to not exist I turned to the very things that give life
I thank the trees and ask them why they ever decided that they should waste there oxygen on me
Then I thank the sun for giving me warmth then I ask why didn’t you give me a little bit more so I could slowly burn
Then I thank the soil for giving me food and ask why out of all the leaves and plants I have eaten were none of them poisonous
Then I thank the stars for reminding me that you could be such a facinating scincetific design and people still point at you and make shapes in the sky
Then I thank my self and ask why were you so weak all the other times let’s make one a success although you can only succeed once
Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 2:57 PM UTC