Yet I use it all the time. The weather? Check my phone. The time? Check my phone. Calendar? Check my phone. How many people died today? Check my phone. It’s so exhausting. Everything ha...
Listen closely to this, mine beati… Thumping with passion, imagination… My longing onto you it does impart In the tuned key of deep adoration… This rhythm of love, it came nary…
Humanity is a tired, jaded, dirty face with bright
I shot the president and he melted into a pool of ice cream. Yummy!
I have that swipe keyboard on my phone where I draw a line between the letters to write the w… Sometimes, it mistakes the word
Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically
Look, the moon is out! It’s almost full moon. But it’s midday, the moon’s not su… Go away moon!
What is going on Does anybody know For I am lost More so by the day And what is this?
Around her neck Hangs an emerald line, Dotted with sun-facing flowers; Silky smooth, speaks her mind. This line brings this poet
Betwixt imagination And anxious reality You exist; A phantom. I hear you
Bestow upon me wisdom So that I may forget it Once again.
I believe music is the tragedies o… micro-dosed to us. A chord change to minor ends with us crying, a picardy third
Crush my heart And take from me The very passion that is my soul; Rip it out And leave no doubt
This headache, these carpenters in my bedroom, pound my respite with no quarter. Just now, I need, despite the con…
The words, the hate Flies, no, spurts Out of your dull mind Faster than comprehension Allows you to filter,
