seeking peace dear noisy, stay away this quiet shelter we built doesn't have time for your bad breath so find another house to blow down just another static wolf seeking lost and found in humble forest. dear noisy, stay away you're services are no longer required.
she asked if i was blinded by the lights; two k set up in a alley behind a Wendy are they, too bright' when the scripture hit the pen humanity paused- those lights those lights filled a stadium three times the earth a field for gods to play finger football & were too puny to… Continue reading light kombat
i don't believe like i used to; if you can strike down the gardeners who will tend to the garden when the sun beats down when crawlers feast on roots; when you strike down the gardeners who will watch over your tulip field
loose colors twisting the ends slapping the packet against tired wrist i can feel the end grasping against air pressed against my throat inching forward bloody nails held vacant wasp fingernails to the hive only one queen
you'll lead the way will follow; protector of man- the earth below her feet; she worships the ones you will not meet; she notice electric fingers twirls the air like string earth given powers, meant as a sign to bring forth the daily wonder we walk on without regard; her gentle roars keeps the power… Continue reading lightworker
the worst villian but always strikes clean, unforgiving persistant and held by two arms. time sweeps through open and closed windows self imposed - own will justice with no checks and balance. time is god.
the bottom wasn't the bottom it never existed it was just home, the golden fish would tell stories of a land bathed in light kissed by soft air- we huddled around her stories of fulfilment and life, we prayed to poseidon to bring us; bring us to the land of the free, where goldy stayed-… Continue reading bottom of the barrel
a crewmate on our last days - "be less of yourself for anyone and the sea will reclaim you, our lives on Leon; this boat will change you so you can survie, we live on our captains words: where the water bleeds fresh, will live as kings of! we sailed on Leon for days without… Continue reading Leon
it should but it doesn't, do you test me or is your will to test mine. your hands break the earth around my foundation just to give it a shake like a snow globe, watch the world slowly drift back back to me
i always here: "where did you go?" face plastered on milk cartons at the local college poster boards whispers at the taverns- i heard he's in miami now, settled down stable job sings songs on the pier to the birds or he's a frog spends half his time in the sea the other half in… Continue reading amphibian library