observing the imaginary

Folder: 
Journeys.

hand to face and chin, sitting in a slouched position,

book in hand, mystery aloof in vision,

dressed in a gentleman's threads,

mouth that held the passion of him, (quiet.)

back porch, iced tea, grassy blades, bare feet,

sun shining against skin, (heat)

shady trees, the queensland, dog tired, sleeps

a handful of different insects stir, (lazily)

someone else's words, pace inside my mind,

listened through my pierced ears, the ten gauge steel,

hangs inanimate, for personal decoration,

life can be so surreal, i say to myself, (confused)

no purpose, or reason, no nothing (new)

the wooden statue of  a demon, hand carved,

remembering how it was acquired, when i stole it,

(smirk) rioters of the steel blade knife,

darkened heart, black and white pictures,

frolicking sisters, i can imagine them both,

with forbidden lust, of a beauty, i can only dream,

i'll be denied of. (insidious)

leather pouch, in love with silver, breezy flannel shorts,

close to me, i hate being so different,

it makes for misunderstood ramblings,

when i'm uninspired and reaching,

to smash, (things)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

if only you knew.

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