Drop off the key, There are that many invasions to our thoughts per second flight from the muse so quickly because the walls are caving in. You know it is a strange time to be alive everything is clear then in a mere increment more than 1 second but under five, it could be deducted from the […]
I have no doubt I picked the wrong career I am horrible at choosing men so that’s a wash And so for yet a third third time, I face starting over And I am just sick of it And soon I will be tired of it too And then too old to matter I honestly […]
“A poet makes himself a visionary through a long, boundless, and systematized disorganization of all the senses. All forms of love, of suffering, of madness; he searches himself, he exhausts within himself all poisons, and preserves their quintessences. Unspeakable torment, where he will need the greatest faith, a superhuman strength, where he becomes all men […]
The days pass by as numbers I never wanted it to be this way and yet it still is
I don’t know why I am still here but I figure it must be important.
stretching your arms out in front of you before you pen a word write an immortal thought of yours down up loading your precious perspective putting on the white gloves before you submit to the muse
always first to look away
These things I consider From Your off-hand Manner Calling your bluff Could be enjoyable But Then Your chaos Would ensue and that would be unbearable and you know it but won’t admit it since you run whenever asked a follow up question now, don’t you?
but in your hands it’s still empty The end is always the beginning and this all started with sitting around on my hands panicking why do you add a “k” to panic? why? who makes these rules? I just want to know. But if I knew, I suppose I’d be disinterested. At […]