Unassuming against the tidal
Fusion of a broader ego twist
I’m certainly no talented acrobat
I’m certain of that
Where is my philosophyformat?
Attention span of a nat
On crack, it feels like fetters
Yes, this essential vest
At best a blue-collar cage
Willfully without a choice
Imprisoned to the lessons learned
Insomniac gap, I’m wack
With a plenty of hecklers
I’d sooner be
Divided into fish food
Dismember me then!
Sever the tendons of thought
They drive drive me crazy
A chum bucket of brain rot
Martyred for those sharks.
What else? Hell, invisible
Ice cream flubbing with fudge
You ask for so much
You fucked that fragile brain,
Up again, blinking at nothing
Busted and flustered
Bruised in the brain I'd say
But the bones are much
Better, once fed with butter
From another dimension…
I guess prayer helps as much
I guess prayer helps as much as it helps me i felt you describe me except when I pray. This is a very astute poem and takes the reader there in the trying. The energy and the frustration it takes to wade through every unthought thought or ideas you come upon as if they are a must need soaking up your time and clarity... so well put together. It just works so well! Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Prayer has the tendency to
Prayer has the tendency to take you away into fairyland, and if you do it enough dissolve into the nature of that realm. It makes everything okay in the sense that what troubles you no longer exists. The problem then becomes whether you're willing to give up the sins of your past life. I think that's what being reborn means? To me, yes, poetry is like prayer, in a way.
peace, pot, tequila shot
Jesus loves us, stoned or not
Yes absolutely poem is a
Yes absolutely poem is a prayer a hope on the wind with the power to realise truths and dreams...
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."