Brain Tired
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Thump
I wonder to the wonder of your skin
sun touched and pink
beneath my fingertips
Roused by a memory of memories
reaching heights of loves sweet
play on soul
Thump
Another Door
I have never posted my music here, which is one of my biggest writing outlets.
I am posting this one as this is still where I am at.
In with knowing and out with pain.
Accepting Lonely
The heart broken is still a heart.
Tonight I feel
lonely
tired
and
full of fear
fear of the what if’s
and
the how comes.
I have to take my mind
to free myself
by accepting that tonight
I feel lonely.
Nothing more
and
nothing less
I cuddle lonely
not to change
it
but to simply
see
and
accept.
Mundane run-on
The mind goes…
It reminds me of the screen
I take to falling apart quite gracefully if you would just get the fuck out of my way
who said I had to be whole for you
anyways
who said I needed to be measurements not given by
me
well fuck me and then take my thighs wet
to memories and I will touch upon it now and then
again
but most times i will regret
I will regret
I will regret
not leaving sooner…
Keep Up
Grumble
grumble
the mind
it wanders the streets of dynamite
alone.
Setting off fire works of construction
bubbling
up to the conscious that consumes
phone screens of instant memorabilia.
We wait
for nothing
faster than the speed of light sound barriers are turtled in history
we move
faster than we can keep up with
the blur of wasted Saturday afternoons on the porch creates
a canvas of smeared green and sunset
to feel must be but a second or
self destruction commences in the form of self medication.
I write.
In the form of self medication, I write.
Enthusiasm
I can write when happy too you know
I can feel the words drip from my lips to the
finger tips of my enthusiasm
It comes in waves like all
other things and I hold on tight
to the me I see in lost future.
Her head held high through all she was
that I am now.
She knows the value of this lesson already
She waits for me to get it
she waits for me
to accept happy and I tell her…
I can be happy too you know
Let it in me, be me, around me, I can
write it in the sand from the thoughts that drip from my lips to the
finger tips of my enthusiasm.
Fond
The liquid
warm
changed to open
and I
found myself
fond.
The conversation
created
soft gentle heart
and I
found myself
fond.
Smoother than me
ooo your so much cooler than me
older than dirt and schooled more than me
oh baby you sure do look hotter than me
can hold up that top a lot higher than me
mmmm honey you sure are taller than me
take in your doubt and hold on longer than me
oh dear you sure are smoother than me
only speak how the nights dark is brighter than me
but ooooo love you sure ain’t wiser than me
for all the dark hot grit
ain’tgonna get you shit
for you’ll still end up 6 feet in the dirt
lookin ugly as sin
won’t matter what you win
cuz you gonna die like alls worth
just
like
me
Masculine
Who will listen
back and forth
the brain
take another
takes another
sip
and I am again tired
who would you take me as
who do you love me as
I lust no one but a place
a hoping
a wonderment of am I good enough and will you please
fuck me I need the self worth.
what else is new to the brain drained by the neon taint
of sidewalks glazed in pink signs of wet pussy and tits that meet your eyelids
take me to the heaven that says I am the man inside I feel they are.
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