when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…
she passes a man but her scent is the full moon and a wolf follows
i search each second find words under rocks and rugs looking for poems
there is a man i have never met too often on my thoughts a woman for whose thoughts i have had to c… against other men
the next one in the holder on the… can barely contain itself one corner is already protruding hoping like hell that when she finishes her burrito
i have to take my fair share of th… loved this song from the moment i heard it and shouldn’t be surprised that she loved it too
if the fairy spreads her thighs for the goblins finger the happy ending never comes even if she does
i am my own ghost i am haunted
the crowd is divisive full of bickering ideologies and overstimulated thoughts of what makes us different we lose sight of the fact
he burns through the keys in hopes to unlock himself with freedom of song
Fruit Vendors a man with a cart of oranges on th… sells them with acclaim for their… sweet citrus that excites the tong… for a moment of pleasure
regret of the clock once wanted to be a watch even time gets lost
put a million miles between me and… shoes worn away from the journey i will arrive with toes calloused feet stained in earth and legs swollen
a $5 footlong at Subway before a meeting on Thursday Burnin’ For You came on the speak… i wanted to call you
Deep in The Milky Way they will meet again. Reflections, and shadows. Never-ending satellites crashing into never-ending stars.
