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Poetry · Writing

outer world garden

December 21, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

heavenly scented winds chase you earth is envious of your envious steps missing the tip of their chin. you didn't belong here, i think i think you got lost by a happy accident, you spent your time and bought everything. your steps- heels up chin up, wouldn't show tears but you knew your road leads… Continue reading outer world garden

Poetry · Writing

crisp lightning bolt

December 14, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

breathing in smoke out you caught all of it it's not regret fleeing the scene just a chance leaving a piece of me gretel will find me tired of losin' my brothers grimm night a laugh : a smite only pieces on a board till they all get bored struck the final chord will meet… Continue reading crisp lightning bolt

Poetry · Writing

between 3rd and 24th

December 13, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

can never blame or feel anger just another step, just would rather walk the other direction

Poetry · Writing

She’s the One

December 9, 2019March 20, 2020 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

trapped in my head, she has the key what i'd do, to be free from me feels like a dream- a hidden scheme but back to you, baby, a center piece follow me, through hall after hallway doors honestly, feel like i've been here before probably, see you again in my dreams an ever-everything-bring me… Continue reading She’s the One

Poetry · Writing

jail cell

November 26, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

can't be the breaker of chains when your own dreams keep you bolted down masking your insecurity with fools gold power got you here, begging in front of an earless ghost to let you free; but you'll be here in the morning with a new plead you can try to be free from your own… Continue reading jail cell

Poetry · Writing

arm and mountains;

November 18, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

change the channel i can't stand your voice; the lies stack higher than a mountain words paved with cement and sealed with a kiss; i can't stand your voice. i crumble at each vowel

Poetry · Writing

just dessert

November 15, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i find myself selfish in the most uncommon time looking for god in the hottest time picking up the phone in the middle of the desert, wrath is laughing greed is smiling and gluttony shovels what's left nothing much just a nightmare with a side of depression in a desert

Poetry · Writing

righteous movement

November 12, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i wonder what you think of me if you think at all if you wave white flags for surrender or who you pray to if culture was the start- was that you? you've been on my mind debating to see if you can see me a little different not ready for that conversation but i… Continue reading righteous movement

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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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