I’m the saddest man on the planet, Dulcet zones become eruptions of death, Memorizing vocal tones, or numbing distress, Most ballads hit home, requiem out of balance, Such a synergistic release comes from this basket of malice. I’ll have it to here – 22oz black coffee French press, Anarchy is best dressed, brown leather, headrest,Continue reading “Melodies of Vanish and Hope”
Category Archives: SPACE
Fötter Day Reverie: Suburban Breeze and Whispered Dreams
You can hear the suburban chime, zirconia vertebrae, pearly white spine. Glass thrown in stone houses, a regular suburban night, whirring, rewinding. Chronicled childhood in olive drab paint, monocle glass. Wormwood and bottles of Shawshank dissolute solitude. A wanderer who wallows in the maze en route, delaying for tomorrow, never promised today. A virgin diary,Continue reading “Fötter Day Reverie: Suburban Breeze and Whispered Dreams”
Desultory: Giving Zero Fucks About This
Desultory genius, under construction, lost when unnerved. Nothing more bizarre than the absurdist themes conjured with words. It’s almost perverted with how unconcerned I’ve grown as a man, Flirting with death, skeleton slow dance, holding his hands. Smile so they see it, hold smog in my lungs, Breathe it out when the smoke clears, SimonContinue reading “Desultory: Giving Zero Fucks About This”
Tragedy in the Stars: Cosmic Reflections
Who would’ve thought that losing resolve was such a lucrative, sought-after muse? Because true tragedy talks volumes, but the channels on mute. Channeling through galaxies, having to move supernovas with raw passion. Any intuition is an intuitive loss. So superfluous, the way it happens; a dying sun sparks creative patterns. Tiresome survival at the costContinue reading “Tragedy in the Stars: Cosmic Reflections”