Again I hear footsteps awaken the creaks in the floor Again. Who the fuck’s at the door? Nightstand machete laid neatly in drawer. Revolver ‘neath queen mattress, in case of a quarrel- But- There’s nothing. Just repentance, contempt, intentions dissolved. Gunpowder, protein drinks, and penniless thoughts. Could’ve sworn there was something. Apparently not. Hear aContinue reading “Again, and Again: A Poem of Repetition and Resignation”
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I Know What I Need: The Quest for Fulfillment Amidst the Turbulent Rapids of Existence, Where Inner Desires Clash with External Realities
I don’t know what I want, Whether it’s surface dwelling alone at the swamp Or an oak in a marsh, soul-searching proverbial want. We’re more or less spawns of monsters nobody needs, You were my star-spangled banner, and I was taking a knee. Subterranean breeze, vitamin pond, still smell your perfume, Every once in aContinue reading “I Know What I Need: The Quest for Fulfillment Amidst the Turbulent Rapids of Existence, Where Inner Desires Clash with External Realities”
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”
NISSAN SENTRA 2013: Adagio for Strings and Broken Hearts
Adagio for strings, invite me to your quartet, Violin unhinged, idling super star set. There’s such a brazen touch with the brush Of true dishonor, get lost in the wade of war, Or rust in your suit of armor, lust for reclusion In the midst of battle. I heard you whisper to yourself Before youContinue reading “NISSAN SENTRA 2013: Adagio for Strings and Broken Hearts”