Slow moving beings on treadmills watching a hype video dreaming of fast food. Why you gotta be so rude? Dude relax your just in a mood. How could I not when your eyes scream sued. Hold on your girl just sent me a nude.
Author: SamT.Gutierrez
Cubs
Dormant, sleeping, waiting for their chance to pounce. Beaten and unwanted through rain and shine by sisters and brothers. Yet, they waited, time was on their side, waiting for a leader.The leader rose from the depths of Florida and showed the untamed beast how to roar. The brothers and sisters all now fear the Cubs.
2016 Chicago Cub World Series Champions
Petals
The lone flower in rays of red and orange peeking through full gray clouds. Tempests peak the mountains blowing rubble and earth into the empty valley. Dancing winds brush the flower, shaking free her petals, and carrying them away. Children free in the cold night floating away into the unknown to start a new.
Resolution
Ten. The music is paused and everyone is huddling close.
Nine. Where is Tina?
Eight. Fixated eyes shake to the little hand and ears to the raspy voice of Carson Daly.
Seven. Relationships that went out the window and flew back to just fly again
Six. The ones lost, icons, family members, heroes, and loved ones.
Five.
Four. Mindless hours of labor for a check, it’s going to be different next year.
Three. Where did I put my drink?
Two. The days before vanished with each anxious breath.
One. 2017
Monochrome
Black and white like a zebra, plagued with a step too slow and a stripe turns red.
Black and white like Michael, colors so bright his star will never fade in the might sky.
Black and white like penguins, you’ve seen them sing and you’ve seen them march and family will never break under strong ice.
Mechanics
Up and down, up and down. Leather fresh of asphalt and gravel leaves your palm and coming back. Fight club styled illusions of greats that have played before you stand waiting your move. Side to side and between your legs as the great raises his palm to your brow. Drive hard to the left shadowed close by the great. In close, the step back isolates perfect and the leather fly’s.
Taken
Lost and traveled across the blue for forsaken love and time. Clock struck noon and the lost is found everywhere in springtime. The mirror black in the midst of a happiness and daytime. Caged in a box of doubt and hidden by the love mime. Escape fast, it’s coming, wintertime. Where even the most dazzling creature will not be seduced by your rhyme.
Weaken
The pile of dishes left unwashed and stacked to the cupboard above. The empty food bowl labeled ‘Max’ flipped upside down. The coffee table littered with prescription pill bottles either standing or fallen. The door left slightly propped open, for all too see.
Simple
Days pass in the snow
When is the Game of Thrones back
Happy Holidays
Fools Gold
Up she climbs to the very top. Music rings and they watch her pop.The night is young and the song is fresh than they swap. The night is young and no sign of her to stop.
Heels are cracked and heels are bruised. The moon is fresh and the air is cold. Just a day in the life young and abused. Young and free chasing this fools gold.