I am a farce, an epigram and an irony.
I am a joke, an anecdote and a parody.
I am a fable, a myth and a fantasy. 369 more words
16 hours, 1 minute
Pondering continuosly to further the project or projects they know not.
The ‘I’ to perceive it’s own perception, ends finitely out of reach.
What then of trust and what then of love? 57 more words
22 hours, 11 minutes
As I explode each day,
Small shards of something-in-particular
Fly from me,
Propelled by the sudden, childlike hatred.
Please, hold onto these,
As they’re all I have. 358 more words
1 day, 12 hours
I guess I’ll do whatever I want.
As long as I go to work every weekday
Don’t miss too many days
Don’t pay my bills too late… 367 more words
1 day, 16 hours
Drunk little junkie
Muddled and muddy
Soaked and sudsy
Hope in the hopeless
We’re donating for doses
If time were like blood
Warmth in the snow… 21 more words
1 day, 19 hours
A carnivorous festival
A festive carnival
Scraping off each barnacle
The oracle rising
Enticing every article
Shedding shredding each particle
1 day, 23 hours
Purple bells hung weary
In the springy summer jest
Sauntering upon their stained carpet
Cling upon rubber and metal
The Hallowed blacks and yellows
Engraving colonial epitaphs… 12 more words
2 days, 8 hours