Releasing a familiar place, must turn tired backside from perfectly positioned hammocks that have misled escaping breath, inhale to renew perspectives. Home isn't a tent forced bent into positions pondering if purpose qualifies as well spent, dragging someone else in uncharted territory. Guess I'll walk away, diminishing smile destroy a life I went wild for … Continue reading Once Again With A New Drawing Board
In unsteady concrete buildings constructed in my head breaking down, I'm exposed wide open without excuse can not play victim secluded here.
I'll wait I'll wait I'll wait until it's too late. / I'll promise I'll promise I'll promise then forget. // Perfection, wanted, please But I don't want the work I'll wait, I'll promise Wishing on dead decaying stars Illusions of golden spoons setting us apart. // Sleepwalking drunk I'll blame something else Blame someone else … Continue reading Tin Foil Feet