"yanker" poems
I wanted to be the strong one.
The yanker of the band aid with the quick pull, not the one with the wound it was concealing.
How I wish you would cave first reaching out to me if only to say hello.
But I knew you wouldn't be .
The conviction in your eyes wouldn't allow that.
Im left obsessively checking my phone for the message I know is never going to come.
Fighting myself to not think about you, distraught why you're not thinking about me?
Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 11:03 PM UTC
See the reasons warring
who fools fools for money then makes the king pay
that one m'y be the culprit
whence came the king thing?
I mean it did not pop full formed
into mito mom one
fining
day as a re of sun set its eye on a
particular nail hole
in the tin roof corrugated
good word, rug ated, like walked on, y'llthank?
a collective loss of soul
noticed by the few
mad men who felt some call to lie'n when
facts,
camera obscura facts, proved they saw
I saw
light bent
through a nail hole
brought the sunset to my wall
or all of it that mattered,
the part I saw...
face? No,
yeah, I could see that,
If I could see what you say you suppose
supports your pre-sense presence if it ivity
whither Grammarelyearly versions
howled as I claimed the idle words holding true
riches from the stone re
jected jeckled and hidden, lapis,
was there a gem with in and a gen with out?
Ah, he sang that line
Ragpicker evolved to Recycling Frontliner Earth day Youtube stars
what a job. Save the world...
stumbled and
lost the thread
fracture ice cracked ice mud shrunk in from
hidden edges where the weakest
or most open
imagine you are with me in the mud
bubbling old ideas settle peace
fully here fully there, the ever over
flowing where
we met.
?¿ yen yanker ****** ain't it?¿
hiero-glyphic ifs effeing ity ness. per se.
mud shrunk in from
hidden n-degree edges where the weakest
or most open bonds are loosed on earth as they are
ever
let go let be let
until he be taken, obscureference,
Bubble Bible fact' never acted as if I knew
he who letteth shall let until he be taken out of the way.
may be today. lest we forget
imagine you are with me in the mud
Jan 18, 2019
Jan 18, 2019 at 10:23 PM UTC