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Poetry · Writing

chanting your name;

October 10, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i can hear your heartbeat roars like an engine your joy revs up louder then fans on opening night louder then the game from the television, you look good, happy  

Poetry · Writing

car insurance;

October 8, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i never wanted this but here we are dealing and wheeling down the highway going seventy with a broken mirror tears in our eyes a brick for a brake glue on the wheel a dollar for safety

Poetry · Writing

missing in a city of two hundred and forty-nine people

October 7, 2019October 7, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

sobered up; didn't like what i saw blood stained lips black soles rans wild like a love child with a black soul

Poetry · Writing

tiny violin, tiny violet

October 6, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i never wanted to leave kicking screaming dreaming i'll wake up alone sleep alone waiting for something maybe a scene from a film something wholehearted with an upbeat song at the end and come home alone

Poetry · Writing

324 on the dot;

October 5, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i remember what time it was when everything changed i remember, i remember it i remember it like it was yesterday i wonder what would be different i feel poorly for the soul that does he missed out on something great something unique something you'll always remember

Poetry · Writing

declaration of longevity

September 29, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i called you you answered lets spend time yeah maybe now, i think i made it ya'll, i think i made it now down south it's so sweet why yes ma i can eat just lay back it's my treat, girl lets spend time i don't need to rhyme to let you know that i'm… Continue reading declaration of longevity

Poetry · Writing

razzles & finger guns

September 26, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i crave your hand in mine; the touch of your fingers a long my throat icy breath raises the hairs on my arm like soldiers going into battle your mouth moves my ears stopped working last thing i remember; finger guns & 13 going on 30

Poetry · Writing

lonely timer

September 20, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

my number is called upon often defusing bombs will they be there to do the same, or will i be alone watching an hourglass sink down down to zero and my last memory will be of a bomb that didn't belong to me

Poetry · Writing

burning mansion;

September 18, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

trial of fire; belly of butter churn a wheel open the door crank the wire guild of fire, we built these chains latched them on cried for freedom watched the light from a keyhole

Poetry · Writing

205 bones

September 13, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

missing something unexplainable i keep hearing it's unattainable this life isn't sustainable a lost bone that's not obtainable

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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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