Is it too much to ask for, The self being contained Under the snow of your eyes Reaching out, never quite grasping The height of the situation.
Beyond the vast icy landscapes Far from the othering city There’s someone waiting for me In my favorite dreamscape. God knows I’ve been waiting for h…
Bestow upon me wisdom So that I may forget it Once again.
Around her neck Hangs an emerald line, Dotted with sun-facing flowers; Silky smooth, speaks her mind. This line brings this poet
Yet I use it all the time. The weather? Check my phone. The time? Check my phone. Calendar? Check my phone. How many people died today? Check my phone. It’s so exhausting. Everything ha...
Ah, my sincerest apologies. I have a tendency to drop dead In front of gorgeous women.
What is going on Does anybody know For I am lost More so by the day And what is this?
The words, the hate Flies, no, spurts Out of your dull mind Faster than comprehension Allows you to filter,
In an instant she turned to ice. I fired myself to thaw her. But she was too cold
Betwixt imagination And anxious reality You exist; A phantom. I hear you
Yellow-green leaves lie still Upon the concrete ground. Cars are parked, People are sparse; It is the afternoon.
Look, the moon is out! It’s almost full moon. But it’s midday, the moon’s not su… Go away moon!
I shot the president and he melted into a pool of ice cream. Yummy!
Humanity is a tired, jaded, dirty face with bright
From the day that we met your name has bounced around in my… increasing in volume it’s really loud now but i don’t mind
