reneged.I wish I could shuffle my hand into my deck and draw N minus One cards, (where N stands for my current selection of options, threats, answers, and resources) and try my luck for better luck.reneged.
Each day is a new pack ripped open (with mysterious hunger for more solutions or new questions (which dazzle with freshness sparkle) to quizzical ponder), pawed through (with reckless abandon as nothing matters but that is screamed for), and generally discarded (Useless, all useless, everything useless, this useless, that useless, you useless, me u
Follow My CommandsThis is art. Follow my commands. Do not read the second word of this sentence. Only read this line upside down. Please pause to contemplate love for thirty seconds. Only read this line while lying in bed. Do not breathe while reading the following two lines. The first two words of this sentence are meant for the next line. Line should be believed wholeheartedly. This is the last line of Stanza 1.Follow My Commands
Think about the meaning of Stanza 1. Locate a family member or colleague. Create a spirited debate over the meaning of Stanza 1. Remind the person you are debating w
StuffedI’ve gathered you all here To have a very important discussion. Sit up, pay attention I’ll only say it once.Stuffed
I’m going to miss you all.
Someday I’ll have a big job With 9’s and 5’s, Deadlines, promises to keep Tall towers Will lean down on me Like the giants on in the hills Forcing me to run or be crushed Under the weight of business And the sheer force of timeclocks
Someday I’ll have children Who run around and live With little smiles and little thoughts And little dreams and little worlds That I once had with all
Upon Thinking About Your...I sat down to write Sat down and stared For a whole damn week For as long as I dared And every time I sat I attempted a feat To ensnare what I wanted. I was on the edge of my seat Wrestling with words, Sucker-punching punctuation, Flailing wildly on the back Of rouge information, Each time ending in a duel To the death with what I wanted to say.Upon Thinking About Your...
(Okay, so maybe it wasn’t COMPLETELY to the death.)
But what I wanted to say Always won, leaving me With a blank page and Discouraged face. See, As much as I want to ca
Bloggin.
Your poetry... and your short stories... have inspired me...
THX
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"Just because no one understands you, doesn't mean you're an artist."
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after everything i've done
i hate myself for what i've become
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