I raise my glass
to friends and lovers,
here’s my toast
-fuck the others
Thursday, August 30, 2018
Thursday, August 23, 2018
- note to self
Be loyal to your present moment,
it influences your future.
Every choice you make is vital...
Sunday, August 19, 2018
small things
of the night sky,
of thunderstorms,
the world coming alive at sunrise.
I hope I never get tired
of watching cream make galaxies in my coffee
of hope in strangers eyes,
the power of a simple laugh.
This world is ugly.
And I hope I never grow to be a human
who can no longer see the small beautiful things.
Saturday, August 18, 2018
Dream #451
Tuesday, August 14, 2018
Monday, August 13, 2018
sulfuric acid
The type that releases sweet words
Sunday, August 12, 2018
Jurisdiction
on my shoulder,
yet I’m the one
who whispers orders
refusing to wipe the blood
from it’s teeth
no matter how much
it begs me to do so...
Saturday, August 11, 2018
Interference
like rain and wash
over your skin.
noun, verb and adjective
to sink deep into your flesh,
leaving you wanting more.
so that each sentence
can penetrate your mind,
and fuck you even better
than before.
Friday, August 10, 2018
Authorization
for any competition
with anybody.
You yourself,
as you are,
are perfectly good.
Accept yourself.
Thursday, August 9, 2018
supremacy
Her chaos is order.
I’m in love with her madness.
Make eye contact with me princess,
while we fuck like savages,
and forget about our humanity
for just a little while...
Wednesday, August 8, 2018
Trust
Sunday, August 5, 2018
Obligations
When she makes
your demons moan,
then she's the one,
and it doesn't matter
how innocent her eyes look...
She's the only one they need.
Thursday, August 2, 2018
Shadows
Even stars have their shadows. Some say if you hold your head up to the stars, you’ll feel the taste of their dark side. It starts of bitter, but slowly embraces your mouth and tongue in sweetness so pure, you’ll want more.
But the stars only show their dark sides to a chosen few. A swirl of rich, deep darkness that drips from midnight sky and melts into tongue and earth.
When you wake up in the morning feeling stardust in your mouth, you’ll know in your dreams how the shadows of starlight taste.
Wednesday, August 1, 2018
focal point
I love people who
have minds like libraries,
and books in their soul.
the kind of people who
have pages within them
that must be flipped slowly,
and read delicately,
to discover the magic
that exists in their bones.