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Poetry · Writing

untitled 19

May 30, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

writers block took me out back and beat me with bats like office space. talked a lot of shit thought it would never happen to me been a rough few years. motivation, i find myself thinking about motivation, what motivates how to where when how to stay motivated, when the bats came swinging down i… Continue reading untitled 19

Poetry · Writing

blue

May 30, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

not the person; i use to be now- when i see the ocean i know it's endless - the color blue, pops more locks the door drops the keys and dances her hands through crashing waves- the color blue her dress was see through deep blue- a raft of bamboo paddling an avenue to you… Continue reading blue

Poetry · Writing

chicken pox

May 4, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

all fun and games until you start scratching; it'll bite back multiply find a way to exist

Poetry · Writing

mayday

May 3, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i don't know if i'll love the same i don't know if that's bad -i know we will find out -i know that's good

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moment’s notice

April 22, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

so you always cared or did you just want your ass ate.

Poetry · Writing

myth

April 16, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

pray for me they keep talkin’ on me keep that mouth away from me. just a worldy wonder a monolith you leavin’ with filth leavin’ here real high, a -

Poetry · Writing

peter pan

April 14, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

they said it's normal to feel behind; i'm just not used to chasing myself

Poetry · Writing

melt my eyes

April 7, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

it was the moment you met mine i knew you'd be mine; crimson aura crushing my brick wall red roses, bleeding over red roses

Poetry · Writing

two the nine

April 7, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

chances are i take a chance on myself for the first time; i can remember the bad bets they were never on the house someone else's & they went bust not this time ill gamble on this pair

Poetry · Writing

untitled 18

April 5, 2022 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i see the demons lurking behind every devious thought; cursing me reminding me you can never out run yourself

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And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.

–
William Shakespeare
(A Midsummer Night’s Dream)

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