Piano fingers, are lobster claws. A lazy cell evolves. in reverse. Paintbrushes collecting dust slump in tin cups brown strips of rust Camera lenses giving me the eye wondering why I won’t pick up the pen and paper. or at least try. what is a feeling. internal hallucination of a sensation None of it is…
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Wishing Well
It hurts, sometimes to reminisce on memories of happiness. But this I say, and it be true I’ve always been in love with you. I am not sad, I will not cry, because I know that I did try to make you laugh to keep you warm and be your calm, after a storm. I…
Nothing.
One day I’ll decompose from your consciousness; One day you will stop looking around your apartment every morning, Seeing my paintings in both rooms, Thinking about how much I loved when you cooked biscuits and gravy for me. You’ll stop hearing me laugh at your drunken snoring, your mocking of stupid people. You’ll stop seeing…
Porn-star Poet
04.05.18 15:00 She paints with her body on a canvas of climax. scream after moan, a novel is written. She tells of gentle euphoria and wild freedom; songs of belligerence, myths of captivity. Pleasure pallette or hoax? You decide. She is generous, yet filled with desire. Master of guile; a Gemini of duplicity. Magician of…
Invasive
23:11 10/19/17 You are no psychologist, But you know how to play the brain. Roll the dice on the green velvet of undefined gray matter Snake eyes; see no more Gamble away a few calamitous memories In exchange for some exhilaration. Won’t give into interim temptation, Neuron signals higher expectation. You mind reader you… Playing…
You’re Creative, don’t you forget.
When I write, it all feels right. I can’t complain. But where does it come from, can you explain? Inspiration, is that what you call it? I don’t think of it that way. It’s more of a… How do you phrase it… realizing being lazy won’t do shit type of ambition if you get what…
