Blunt Force Trauma Force variations
Somber over amber and high temperatures.
Monitor mental structures for stress fractures.
Under open aperture I am down with eyes upward.
After I wander enraptured I return a lonesome lovebird.
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Rice Paper.
You saw the photos, and now you’re reading these words. I encourage you too view the photos more.
I feel that photos like this won’t get any attention if I don’t give them some interesting caption or title. It is what it is.
Science.
Basic
Don’t slam the door
Or you’ll get set up
To get fucked some more
I’m a ghost, nobody knows where I’m from.
Tremble, under my nose and thumb
Under cold control that turns your whole body numb
Remember those childhood dreams?
What are you running from?
You better be your best but only be your best for me.
All these tasteless people,
tongues numbed by all the hate and evil.
All the feelings that we understand,
always deceitful.
Good shit brewing, words start spewing.
A life in ruin is in the mind so start doing
Whatever you can to improve on that
Alaska attitude.
I’ve got some good shit brewing in my head right now.
Creative energy spewing words from my mouth.
Coming off a slump doing what I can do about
All the hate that ruins life, so true to you, and how!
Picture me wealthy,
picture me spent.
Picture me perfect,
picture me bent.
Raindrops atop tree
Backlit by porch light
Glint like stars as I
Sway with cigarette
