i just ate;
fulfilled to the max
counting our stacks
war with our axes
rewriting all our exes;
i just ate,
now i’m full
Writing, Ideas, & Stories
i just ate;
fulfilled to the max
counting our stacks
war with our axes
rewriting all our exes;
i just ate,
now i’m full
no games
just tell me you’re ready;
i think this was the plan
since we met
but we didn’t listen-
so after you see this;
know my mind has been stuck
my soul wanders a string
of second & third hands
waiting for yours;
no games
just tell me
she said when you look deep
she sees nothing
“beware the mirror”
it’s just the beginning
to busy fittin’
in- an missin’
what was really meant for you
spinnin’ in a stew
of yesterday.
look into the mirror
you’re biggest admirer
he stares
-obviously
he remembers
when their eyes met
a latte ago
i choose not to shoot-
to wait;
but everything
everything
is telling me
to let rounds fly;
it was a
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spacial
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experience
her eyes
they screamed
violence
violet in the sun
red in the new moon
this is our requiem;
i knew it
the moment i saw you
i couldn’t look away
scornful eyes peered down
i didn’t care.
the way you bounced
in the summer night
i caved in your eyes
i’m glad they never returned
i wouldn’t have let you go
i chose to take my time
to fill the holes
left by fiction
i remember you
differently
a quiet one,
now
you yell from the highest mountain top
whatever happened
i’m happy
i love your voice