If you look to long into the mind of the mindless
You may find yourself...
A parlay bet laid with a click on my phone
Curled up on the couch to watch it alone...
Angel of the east,
whose storm billows in my chest...
Do you ever wonder
Do you stop and think about...
Sun kissed skin.
Dirt covered feet...
Every work of heart is each a piece of art
Be it poems, sculptures, music or drafts...
Not my favorite drink
But I do like the color...
Forecasts were raining over me,
but I was already wet...
What a fastidious quarantine i've found in...
quietly perfunctory like the malaise of my allure...
Yeah, whatever pops into my mind, why are so many...
Never thought that putting out the Garbage cans...
The week between tinsel
and fireworks, where time is...
We don’t want a war right now
We don’t want a war ever...