Set On Whiskey Dreams
Distilled from alliteration enthused on containment, lynched minds compress and compare garlanded hand-less in a slow clap, abash in tendon stroked, soothed brash and thick lipped frothed kneed and scraped in heading paneled one in be-headed, exploitation from woven curtain and sleep stained pillow cases drench my senses in a soothing nothingness, fullness white walls teeming in idea streaming,...
Your missed words replay in my mind over and over, the subtle, sensitive sounds play like a base on my ear drums, clogged and selfish through ears unworthy and a heart full of regret, you never looked more beautiful, intoxicating these waves of a lovely song crashing over me, misheard through the whistling breeze, strumming your auburn hair melodic and enthralling I drown out mesmerized, I’d...
I'm Not A Poet
Misshaped and tantalizing thrown in conjunction slewed with no meaning, a poetic-less approach I see eyes different, so i embrace in tongue-twisted rhythm of pens less deserving, attested and tested on novelty and origin, sculpted originality ceased on emotion felt rattled and tested in thought, some-less senseless on over aged fingers and lost love provocation, thrown out in unused template, I...
Bouta Go For A Run
On toes tipped dressed and dawn, hydrated nights lead in approve on check-point crossing, the rise of the sun intrigue bent in limb, stretching the heavens glow moonlit hatted fit in ear-plugged, sounds of lyric haunted and split binding to nature bound to mentality, on ankles pinched and lungs tested, awed in distance I silence kept hands.
I’m a walking paradox limped into action caressed on fingers blinked from unknown chipped from prism found in marker bled through margins, I am fiction fantasized by all flayed in crossings between what is and what I am, or what I’m not opposed to what you see, and saw I’m a picture a figment fixed your eyes lie mine are true but only to who a brew, construed mixed in paint painted in pieces...
I’m slumped and hunched back twisted on fingers through paper holes burned and trim re-worded to none, consorted in splotch ink sense betrayed felt slipping grasp oiled in rust, worked like a machine labored to one I’m felt in repelled, or repeated blink slide-show rhythm shown lifeless notch twist and turn fitted and non placed according cracked and bone slipped in vogue, retreat to...
I’m not a scribe, a voiceless head impending papered felt of touch or touchstone on fine feather or tips on edge, fled to and from against winders plotted hands paced to sidestep a blistered table verged to ink-less words and vibes ascend, transcend white wallops extended idea, mind restless on and slept eyed night pillowed wordless and empty, lost in the depths and deepness shallow,...
Basically, A Thought
I hallucinate in laughter at thought-provoking substance willed to soul through falsification, understudy in all things immoral seen in mortal, ticked in sight marvel in the pinnacle of life, through open surgery of words altered to realist expression I vow to setting and sublime, thrown to materialistic sharks bait for closed-minds to sink said in trimmed discomfort, it’s only food for...
We worry about things that don’t even matter, all I know is I love girls, with British accents.
Collaged in pinned wrought pixel painted and prim, thickened brush in wanderlust in jaded plots peripheral, on plots of open footstep covered before taken, and sunk shipwrecked on closed lake-beds bled eased, rung out in barraged, clung to in apprehended appeal or pealed core intact, manipulate in tables seen in time or wrists that were never watched, outlined in auburn, sensitive touch bring...
Collapsed on hearts won, her arms pieced perfect brimmed on half in rusted tears, brail hands break in curve, felt emotion teeters lines on sighted paperback read aloud fingers point, shoe shine and stepped wept in lungs bleak in vibe, pine needle winds plot stroked in memories fade, inhaled smiles attract a crowd exhales in may-berry, winter regret to inform, mirrored case entrapped in thought,...
victim-of-convenience replied to your post: Applebees is packed, its only wednesday whats going on Haha, a perfect portrait of Applebee’s! hahaha i dont even know if it makes sense, but idk ha applbees is awesome
Applebees is packed, its only wednesday whats...
Cute bartender in action or in action runs ram-pent through cups in mass I drink abundance in dance of willowed eyes, crooked smiles drunk to a T, miles from sight I’m miles in height beyond piles of appetizer bred in fortunes won drunk of funeral lies, apprehended in diction, I run south in bird flip me on tables, wished with gold I flourish in thoughts require or sing in quires met I...
at applebees lets gooooo lol
We Own The Night
Dreams turn to dusk we sky-scrape the heavens tip toe past windows fogged, dare not to breathe another clouded image, or prowl in heed against precision, shoot and commence the stars fall silent, entrapping beauty false hope we fall in slip land ajar legs rewind in time entangled, tracing deposition we find most dared hearts fighting invasion, taken in gust, a tornado, artless avoidance,...
unsaidunknown replied to your photo: I should’ve made a better one hahah YOU DID IT. MWAHAHA. hahaha its to funny i’m dying, the dudes face lol
unsaidunknown replied to your post: I don’t usually get featured HAHAHAHA, that’s hillarious. (x LOL I’m still like laughing to myself, and I posted it, it’s to much ahaha
I don't usually get featured
but when I do, I prefer Dos Equi’s..
In begging we defer on deafened ears and limped tone, seen from heard mirrors scaled from two stories, bookmarks bent, creased like walking on water bending break, leaked into worded sight, con sunk into a slumber drowning out conscience buried deep in hands half, tattooed hearts embark through valleys open, mountainous enclosure slept off in dismay, soaring limbs we’re attuned to chasms in...