beat is kicking your hands are jumping around my throat like a choker- side to side fingers grinding under my earlobe “do you wanna get out of here” i dont remember where here was beat is kicking your hands are jumping around my coat miles ahead side to sife fingers in my hair “lets get… Continue reading night out
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regis tower
we took the elevator to the top floor sunny day, we came to play, in my arms till we're all gray. wondering how we got this high in the middle of july you beautiful monarch butterfly- and than you were gone. flew away too a city not far away. i can't cross that border elevator… Continue reading regis tower
raising petals; completionest
i need you like the flower needs the sun when it's all said and done as i wilt away in trenches of rain my last thoughts will be of you days spent in shine my final quest;
crossing the milky way; tickets sold out
paid twice the fee parked in the front lights beaming in the night front row: stars feral and hungry frothing at tasty planets like a buffet lined up, ladle like soup never enough always back for more take a tour have a map- tour of war a petting zoo of history
sometimes;
i have dreams sometimes there simple like tacos at that place down the street on everything, they bomb. don't let it be a tuesday ill transform into the road runner and meet meet you there. most of the times i think about changing the world; sometimes small, like opening chick fil la on Sunday, i'm… Continue reading sometimes;
seventh club
the experience breaks fear- found the experience at the tip of a card now knives break against my skin folding full houses and straights down the drain but my knees still shake in the rain quivering at the memories traded for guilt measured in nightmares, at the tip of the card was a jack, and… Continue reading seventh club
reruns on the plane;
i fell for you actually still falling no bottom in sight i am falling for you a marathon that gets better and better a show that is renewed every year it gets better and better no filler i record every episode i like to watch them on my free time or when i'm not free… Continue reading reruns on the plane;
art of sharing
i am always on the next, the next piece the next goal the next quest it's not that the roses aren't beautiful but i don't want to waste that second; not chasing this dream, a dream of sharing this art, a dream of waking up next to you every morning, sharing eggs and toast and… Continue reading art of sharing
when asked when to love;
never put much stock in the market wanted to be the standout price or waited for one to find me silly or asleep being to bee but always the worker never the queen crying fiend two types and always the catcher catching when you fall standing tall call when you say you miss me always… Continue reading when asked when to love;
Angel of Two Fruits – Stainless Steel
I carry you with me everyday. Find you in between the lines of each poem in the songs I write and a god will smite if I ever do wrong. before me walks an angel an angel of two fruits and one bite, I was hers- the sour outer to ward away the weak until… Continue reading Angel of Two Fruits – Stainless Steel
Saint's Muse 