you let them all go into a vast opening into a world yet explored blue as the river once was garbage seeped into my lap through a tunnel built by you grease still dripping from your neck without a flag a path traffic here is awful
Tag: Literature
paddle boat
worry rocked the boat sent lifeless butterfly stroke to the bottom of the creak; sleep sleep sleep little baby rockaway trot away fuck away little far away down the stream lifeless cocoon and an oar.
shy
i know you're shy you won't leave the house without a coat you won't answer the phone with a hello but with a what can i do for you you won't lean forward without a wire you're a smooth criminal
gooigi
everything is falling to the waste side slipping through the cracks the real me asleep at the wheel the one you see falling apart at every puddle
final ballet
words don't travel as they use to blocked by mountains scared of river beds drowning in wastelands bringing death, to her knees singing her song that sweet last song
your song
this dream- the one that calls me in the morning eats with me at lunch and crawls into my sheets every night- i remember our first dance to Maroon 5 in a gym now we slow dance to Elton John i miss my wife but this life swipes my throat like a pup's belly. treasure;
lucky charms
the boy eats porridge every morning never deviates or wanders never wonders about lucky charms what is lucky charms doing tonight who are they with do they think about me do they like almond milk or 2%. never about orange juice never letting guard down for apples or other straggle fruits almond milk or 2%… Continue reading lucky charms
fruit lovers
just a small store nothing flashy just enough to get by selling fruit and a song. wrote it for you over a pear
mamba out
i remember the first couple games you were just an ordinary man ball in the hoop day in night out than you turned into a legend eight to twenty four an all star was born five rings later a legend four kids later a man crash later a god. i can trace my love of… Continue reading mamba out
mulligan
jacket weather never leave the house jacket weather lover. that's the type friday the first we woke on a boat that's the type of lover.
Saint's Muse 