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.
Humanity is a tired, jaded, dirty face with bright
Betwixt imagination And anxious reality You exist; A phantom. I hear you
Smile at me you vixen, melt me and step your red stiletto in the puddle,
Ah, my sincerest apologies. I have a tendency to drop dead In front of gorgeous women.
Yellow-green leaves lie still Upon the concrete ground. Cars are parked, People are sparse; It is the afternoon.
I believe music is the tragedies o… micro-dosed to us. A chord change to minor ends with us crying, a picardy third
I shot the president and he melted into a pool of ice cream. Yummy!
In an instant she turned to ice. I fired myself to thaw her. But she was too cold
Around her neck Hangs an emerald line, Dotted with sun-facing flowers; Silky smooth, speaks her mind. This line brings this poet
Look, the moon is out! It’s almost full moon. But it’s midday, the moon’s not su… Go away moon!
Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically
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...
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…
Crush my heart And take from me The very passion that is my soul; Rip it out And leave no doubt
