And I’m sitting in a couch chair and my feet don’t touch the floor cause I’m all the way back in it, and I feel like I’m all of 13 and a half age years oldyoung.
Monthly Archives: April 2021
King Globe
Candy coated sugar kings,
we tell ourselves our own jokes
by looking in the mirror.
Would I rather be tin man
and rust,
instead of feeling these highs and lows?
Maybe I just sit on my gold chair
alittle longer each time,
waiting out the anticipation
of falling into mud again.
Is happiness more for the good people?
Spring?
Wandering through the spring shine, like it undresses it’s snow clothes to give us the warm and tender, the greenery that speckles fresh while I eat Honeycomb cereal from a plastic bag and watch the traffic pass.
Limbo
All of life, isn’t it Limbo?
Between Dying and Death, we’re just the Living.
Heart always almost trying to be fully
filled with less then that of the Limbo State.
Plantetic
Gridlocked richable;plateau paired with pineapple. Flavour sprung to the strung out planets. All popped up along the circle horizon. I’ll taste the confetti from the sun, piece together the cheese that falls from the moon. I’ll even drink the wine from a glass.
Living Lie/f
I sit on a chair
and I really think I don’t care
About being alive
Cause I suck at living a life,
but I’m great at living a lie.
Paths
So quick to push the dead end truth into the neighbours’ garden
to walk the merry go round as it spins
upside down hanging from cloud strings
begging to snap
the seams of clean linen on the line.
oh, you don’t want to go this way, do you?
Calm Frenzy
Grey problematic areas can mean the darkness of it all. Rainbow rams your orange cream smile into tea cups that sparkle salt into raw eyesight. Crayon water, it’s how jellyfish paint at the bottom of the Artic waters.