Magic

I have to write. I stare at this blank page and it stares back taunts me. It feeds off me like a leech it feast on my fears for breakfast and sips my anxiety like tea. Never satisfied until I write. So here I sit Staring through this open window waiting for the magic. From…

social life of a human

fit to fit in is a privilege

not meant for everyone

chasing a dream a dream I had once a dream of something normal. The old normal. A culdesac barbecue block party with a domestic drink and a domestic life. This is different. The smell of a culdesac turns me vegan.

the day before yesterday

Planning for the future with a hammer and a couple nails. It's a joke I know but it's the truth. The nails are a bit rusted felt like I should mention that. Bent too. Head to Home Depot to have your card rejected but find a two by four on the way home.   Buddy…

Faith

The black panther lives in the rainforest. This is the home of Faith. The promising work of a florist. Home forever even as a wraith.   Enchanting the world with sunny kisses. Always with you like a reprise. True nature's cheery missus. In spring time, love is carried on the breeze.   Her beauty undeniable by…

cold shoulder

i hate the feeling of feeling no feelings

pirate king

it's been awhile i don't look the same sound the same i like a lot of different things like avocado, it use to make my mouth itch but it went away now i do whatever i want; touching the top of oak trees surfing clouds towards a sky realm sailing a brand new ocean for…

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what would taylor think fallen over a couch after a pint and a half brush your face it’s to early to fall

chess

they sometimes ask what’s your next big move. i’ll tell ‘em a lie something extravagant, somewhere beautiful, away from the board.

right after brushing my teeth

getting knocked down has become part of my mourning routine

hot blooded

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independence

we all want a second chance; to run- or jump fly dance a second chance to dance. i want to dance dance until i can't feel my legs and we have to fly away

skipped a beat; time police

it's like time- paused; and we came back picked up exactly where we left out. it was never perfect but on late nights i never wanted to be anywhere else- but they took me away cuffed in a back seat. processed & told to wait; wait until-

honey dipp III

it's like we turned the clock; left everything the way it was, except for us. i've changed. either for good or for bad- the road traveled left scars memories; made a lot of 2nd opinions on things once ruled out. to give everything a second chance so life doesn't have anymore what ifs.

december a few years ago;

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