You should come back home, back on your own now
a night of remembering
squealing sounds hidden behind a girly twist of fate a giddy boy reemergence distraught from simple polemiks, the abandonment of apologia. the dreadful down syndrum beats nomore and elegant swines feast on drunk hot sake evenings just as i live, i strive just as i strive, i die only to find myself, again and again, in another world with newer infant gleams and proud parentings. 1verse:...
fear of love
some one's watching
underneath the concrete stairwell a man hugs his knees, teeth chattering from the cold there, in silence, he watches those passerbyes sometimes he pleads for giveness- they never do. other days he stands proud as a statue memorializing someone else’s fortune. He reminds people that sharing is important. in the early morning, before anyone else is awake, he kneels before the sun and...
like a champ
our touch between cool sheets our palms,the ends of our feet no need to speak but this time the distance will get the better of me
fixie wish, fixie does. →
peep diz, ima get it.
charles bukowski →
human relationships were strange. i mean you were with one person for a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together and then it stopped. then there was a short period when you weren’t with anybody, then another woman arrived, and you ate with her and you fucked her, and it all seemed so normal, as if you had been waiting just for her and...
each soul is a quiet place endearing and gentle a baby blue blanket, warming coo dressed and swathed in cherubim cushioned - tender sinews yanked for elasticity a simple smile allows a doorway to a happier location. Each day people get wiser= with the descent of dreams.
not just changing your mind
rearranging your mind switching up the outcome much love.until tomorrow,or next time we meet
so hard. hope the ipad has the same function.
its been. but this is on my mind: vestax serato itch