A while back, I sat down, pen in hand, to try and write a rap for the first time in my life. I thought it came out prreeeetttttyyy sick. How do I sell this to a rapper? I need money – I am a grad student after all. 🙂 Exigency of this epiphany Volatility to […]
Screaming in the blackness Another fucked up canvas Thrown out the broken window Dropped another pastel Shaky hands from farewells Another fucked up evening Picking up the memories Trying to steady on shaky knees Collapsing on the bathroom floor Sobbing in the darkness Tears tarnish the artless Another fucked up goodbye
Is it goodbye for now? or goodbye for good? I am not the person I was before and I am not the person I was yesterday The confidence I had in myself is shattered shredded apart by deceit and lies of others who claimed some monk-like innocence but were wickedness in disguise I’ll never be […]
Where you go, I will follow Without you, my heart is hollow We’ll meet soon after on a big grass patch I’ll have all the sticks and balls for catch We’ll sun our bellies together a while Then take a walk for a couple of miles After, we can dig a great deep hole Get […]
I am on this sea of sand Where the universe expands and on this spaceship yacht hours are not besought Tangled in my golden strands wildflowers from the meadowlands and protruding from my chest is a branch with an old crow’s nest Sitting on the creaky aerie is a small yet prodigious cemetery and my […]
Tan skin glistening in the hot sun, tasting like the salty water from which you sway upon your board. Messy wet thick hair, dark as bitter chocolate, frozen in a melted splay. Eyes the color of an old copper penny, in thought, lost, neither here nor there. Your old green car, I don’t even know […]
Coeval gods in our own little space I was your modern day Gaea, your love, your escape You were my Primeval god, Ouranos, to nurture and to hold We were both born of black chaos, two beings, extolled! We danced among volcanoes, and danced in the river You were naturally the taker, and I…the giver […]
I’ve not been inspired to write I’ve been inspired to feel but how does one progress when that feeling’s real?
These word I could not speak. Of letting you go. The path you chose destroys. And you drown in the toxic waste. Only to be reborn in hope with the next lie. These words I could not speak. Of my broken heart. For I thought of eternity. When she thinks only of herself. And only […]
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