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.
#TweetyBird #Captured #TooLongForTwitterWhyDidIEven
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
Ignition
A poem
half-missing,
.
a half-
burnt page.
.
.
Ash is
.
your mission;
your mission,
.
my stage.
Here it’s coming;
here’s the end.
Lets start running;
I’m trapped again.
When it’s done,
I’ll have nothing.
Nothing to be;
nothing fun,
nothing to pretend because
pretending is dumb.
Homeless
You bring out the worst in me.
A man in torment cannot see.
.
A man in torment stumbles
and slurs like an old drunk.
A man in torment runs into
things. You push me away
.
and say, “Don’t follow my voice.
Everything will be okay.”
Teasing me unintentionally;
your affection is irresistible.
.
Defeating is my guilt, in what
direction shall I loathe myself?
This Is Just To Say
I ate the cake in the icebox.
It wasn’t my cake to eat,
but I couldn’t foresee
the owner returning to
claim his delicious treat.
I ate the cake of ice cream.
I hope that you can forgive me.
It was so magnificent and dank.
My memory of its fudge-y core
is fantastic like a dream!
Just a note
The Color Brown
.
I found out
Oh I found out
That if you mix black with white
You don’t get grey
You get brown
.
Oh brown
When you mix black and white
You’re supposed to get grey
But you only get brown
We all get brown
.
And I found out
That if you put black and white
Right next to brown
You’ll see it’s the only real color around
The color of humans
.
The color brown
Extraction #1
Je t’aime
Placeless placement for me
Pine for presence
Dichotomous essence
The absurd
Defiance of feeling
.
Constantly branching
Interweaving
Threads of perception
Dependent on emotion
And expectations derived
Over time
.
Extraction and mapping
Patterns of thought
Background monitoring
The pedagogy
The oppressed
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
.
Elastic me
Wildcard
Blue fox
Concord Massif
Mario Kart N64
M83
.
Dream about me
Dream about me
