When you’re falling And the wind surges past Like tsunami waves You’re a stone thrown Into a lake Feeling what it’s like To sink down and study Fluid dynamics While your impact ripples Hear the cloudsingers Hiss and chorus As you descend Past the point that Light can reach and There is no horizon You’reContinue reading “Atmosphere”
Category Archives: November Era (IV)
Chill Corner
By the third staircase Hidden behind hallways There’s a couple of seats And massive windows So that when you sit You can sun or sip Your coffea While you study It’s a place for those Who seek respite and need Chemicals of all kinds To feel calm High energy calamity Keeping focus and Letting floatContinue reading “Chill Corner”
Hoarbourne
The way the air was stained With sooty carbon And how warm your cheek Was pressed against mine As we talked, on a bench Reminescing at midnight The way the lamps danced As reflections in the lake And how every person passed Thought we were out on a date Something about How cold it wasContinue reading “Hoarbourne”
Netflix and Chill
Standby Plasma screen Or LCD Wireless fiber Carried away Nuzzling through blankets Dynamic static on Netflix Rain echoes on the Bedroom window Doesn’t really matter What we’ve put on TV It was turned on To ignore It’s a way for a good night To come to a quiet end Winter’s howl makes Warm bodies snuggleContinue reading “Netflix and Chill”
Pink Lemonade
We’ve both got hoods To cover our hair Only to let it be seen By those we deem And to find those who Might call it sweet
Bane of the Valley
Walking in the rain Just like everybody else Titans of our own Under still the taller shadows Passing by in leather boots Wax seals keep the water out Same as stamps on envelopes Inviting us to Anthem house Certain minds but still happy We splash in puddles on our way
Shade of Eyeliner
Monochrome makeup Matching outfit Like a shadow You’re mine But I Follow you Casting shade Further As the day Wears on Until the world Is dim And you consume Me
Satan: An Autobiography
Satan is a senior in high school And he likes wearing blazers That “compliment” Knee-high platform boots Thinks that the Sex Pistols Made the realest music And that anyone who listens To rap is stupid Satan’s dating a lesbian Who’s keeping the relationship Secret from all of Her other friends He knows a lot ofContinue reading “Satan: An Autobiography”
Of
70 miles an hour With no patience For anticipation My jeans were undone And your hands were Pushed past the Seatbelt 70 miles an hour And I’m getting Light headed For the best reason And I feel your Painted nails On me Mountain highways A first for me As your jeans are Now undone, tooContinue reading “Of”
And
I can’t quite get enough of you And I love it Never angsty like addiction No, this is a craving for your friction Unsure and risky Like your first time on skates Don’t know what might happen next Any expectations I had are wrecked I can’t get enough of you And I love it AndContinue reading “And”
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