While having a mini tantrum about the lack of layout options available (if you don’t want to create a pub) I decided to build a bridge and get over myself and put together an index-ish list. …
Each day,
hour
minute
second,
stabs deeper
with each
blunt stroke.
Breath stifled,
choked
by silent
hands.
Living half (in)
chasing
an (out)
Exit —
not found, for real?
doubts truth.
Until
The urge
a feeling,
a sight
a silhouette,
buried
in the distant
inscrutable,
unknown.
Familiar,
whispers.
Could it…
I’ve never been one to colour inside the lines of the standard picture, or try to fit in a box of any sort. Plus a high tendency to break out in hives when forced to do anything under assumptions. Basically, I’m defiant as fuck. …
There once was a group of friends
That splintered off to different ends
At first, it was a bit tough
And hard not to be in a huff
But strong connections always transcend
All those random events shared
Like picking out the vomit from hair
That prick that hurt you
Or…
This is the end, hold your breath and count to ten...
- Adele, Skyfall
Alright mate, enough dramatics it’s only the end of a season, not humanity. Well, pandemic pending and all that…
The end of summer or any season can bring a sense of somberness and finality, especially for…
An empty soul tortured in a crowded room,
yet, no(one) can fill the barren space —
Screw the heartbreak that continues to loom,
blameless. For the cure (lies) in truths embrace.
Needs and cares shielded when confronted
Hidden for every performance that commences
Emoting from the stage but craves love unprompted
Falsely trapped…
During your formative years, how much attention did you really pay to the words of caution or advice you may have heard growing up? If you’re anything like me probably not that not much, or perhaps only after the shit hit the fan a few times. …
Twilight,
precedes nightfall.
Stands guard while the sun rests.
Magenta hues melt into midnights’
lit moon.
Light beams,
faster than sound.
Rays pierce through the shadows.
Fluorescent siblings of the sun
blazing.
Atoms,
aurora glows.
Colliding particles
stream magnetic fields of color
charged mass.
Astounds,
gasping for air.
Awe-inspiring views.
Dancing gods twirling…
I have never seen or smelt a real skunk
Happily sheltered away from those punks
while living in a concrete jungle
my nose frankly didn’t stumble
across the stink bandits’ sprayed funk
Yet, there was no lack of sour fragrance
wafting from mouths and arses in sequence
when in close proximity on…
