Apple rhyme
funny fish hooks
emotional weather forecasts,
& Henry.
(Written while having a blast w/ my friends.)
Thursday, January 28, 2016
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Thursday, January 21, 2016
Don't worry, the joke 's on me
Slamming palms to his head
& looking away,
he balked,
"Why do you always talk in riddles!?"
I looked away too,
thinking: shit, I'm screwed.
Eventually tho, I adjusted
to others generally not
being able to relate
to me, & learning how to be
present
while at a distance
anyway.
(What age 22 taught me)
& looking away,
he balked,
"Why do you always talk in riddles!?"
I looked away too,
thinking: shit, I'm screwed.
Eventually tho, I adjusted
to others generally not
being able to relate
to me, & learning how to be
present
while at a distance
anyway.
(What age 22 taught me)
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
Poetry kills (a cliche)
Each word a
bullet___
& verse an entry
wound___,
every interpretation is
another angle
off which
to ricochet internally,
&
if lucky___
when the point finally
hits___
you'll survive.
bullet___
& verse an entry
wound___,
every interpretation is
another angle
off which
to ricochet internally,
&
if lucky___
when the point finally
hits___
you'll survive.
Monday, January 18, 2016
Focus, for the real
Tired of looking through these eyes,
peeling back the lids feels
bone dry
only damp in the corners where
no one else can see, as
I continue to dance
to think that
I'm free
before these lids close again
I'd like to believe I
saw the
raw
&
real
so this life can be
vindicated.
peeling back the lids feels
bone dry
only damp in the corners where
no one else can see, as
I continue to dance
to think that
I'm free
before these lids close again
I'd like to believe I
saw the
raw
&
real
so this life can be
vindicated.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Saturday, January 9, 2016
Saturday, January 2, 2016
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