beersalt
Well-known member
Just a bundle of shorter works I've held onto over the last 5 years..
Feedback is welcomed.
These are pieces that have never really made the cut into performance, or publication.
Enjoy* ?
~~~~•
Hold the spoon
Close to you
Feed yourself
What they lose
They'll tell you that you're full-
But listen
As your stomach
Grumbles
It's your time to choose
All that happens to you,
Beautiful
~~~~~~
A life of mine,
Without you by my side-
The best thing to have ever come with time.
~~~~~
You don't even know me.
Oh the irony..
We discussed the realms
And said words like love
Smoked pot from the heavens
Way up above
A metaphorical sign for obvious
Bad timing.
Always
~~~~~~
~But it's okay~
I like the sticks
and
The stones
I'll befriend all of the bones
Words are false presumptions
And still full of unanswered questions
So
Why
Even
Bother
To open a mouth like yours.
~~~
~Done~
With a big flat
Un-enthusiastic
Maybe I'm just happy
Im jitterin' in my boots though
With excitement,
Intriguatory
Coping
Dissect and dismember me
My greatest hope.
Nothing?
~~~~~~~
~Days of distance~
Raise your fist
March
until it's more than dark.
What need be mustered
To inspire..
Ever elusive/
Like clouds
And cotton
Bathe me in mist
Cloud glider
Waist in distaste
Feather worker
Is identifiable mental illness all I'll ever be working toward?
Hands and feet
Skin
To
Skin
When your receipt is misplaced,
What will you do with those photos
of my
bones..
?
Feedback is welcomed.
These are pieces that have never really made the cut into performance, or publication.
Enjoy* ?
~~~~•
Hold the spoon
Close to you
Feed yourself
What they lose
They'll tell you that you're full-
But listen
As your stomach
Grumbles
It's your time to choose
All that happens to you,
Beautiful
~~~~~~
A life of mine,
Without you by my side-
The best thing to have ever come with time.
~~~~~
You don't even know me.
Oh the irony..
We discussed the realms
And said words like love
Smoked pot from the heavens
Way up above
A metaphorical sign for obvious
Bad timing.
Always
~~~~~~
~But it's okay~
I like the sticks
and
The stones
I'll befriend all of the bones
Words are false presumptions
And still full of unanswered questions
So
Why
Even
Bother
To open a mouth like yours.
~~~
~Done~
With a big flat
Un-enthusiastic
Maybe I'm just happy
Im jitterin' in my boots though
With excitement,
Intriguatory
Coping
Dissect and dismember me
My greatest hope.
Nothing?
~~~~~~~
~Days of distance~
Raise your fist
March
until it's more than dark.
What need be mustered
To inspire..
Ever elusive/
Like clouds
And cotton
Bathe me in mist
Cloud glider
Waist in distaste
Feather worker
Is identifiable mental illness all I'll ever be working toward?
Hands and feet
Skin
To
Skin
When your receipt is misplaced,
What will you do with those photos
of my
bones..
?