On this day,
When things got—
Fucking gray,
And there appears to be no solution,
I wrote this for then, Continue reading
On this day,
When things got—
Fucking gray,
And there appears to be no solution,
I wrote this for then, Continue reading
One finger on the pulse,
Another on the nerve,
No body parts here,
No,
But the pulse of the world served,
Multi-tasking across brainwaves,
Clicking motions paired with saves, Continue reading
You know it’ll hurt,
When you tell the tale,
Now then, too,
But the bruise sting—
That’s more the fail, Continue reading
One man I am,
And with that,
I only have so much time,
And I spend it,
With those I want to—
Those I love.
Time it seems,
Flows too fast, Continue reading
Here’s my job,
Get the idea,
I make fear happen,
Darkness and demons,
I scare people—
Because it makes them,
And they will deny it,
Happy to be afraid. Continue reading
You don’t realize,
How much you need it,
Until the internet goes out—
And won’t come back,
No matter what you try.
Everything turns off—
Everything stops. Continue reading
Teeth-like cogs,
Churn along with might motion,
Into the void,
This endless commotion,
Shall continue,
If commerce shall,
Get its devotion. Continue reading
Don’t look down,
At the black hole,
The mouth of something,
Older than time,
Older than poems,
That need to at least sometimes rhyme. Continue reading
Did emotions spark it?
Or something genetic?
Heat leaks from fingers,
And steams the air,
Eyes boil but do not break,
And it’s always the start—
Of something more. Continue reading
From fingers crossed,
And flowing digits,
Come words of pain,
And words of prestigious,
Thoughts and concepts, Continue reading
On wings of downy feathers,
Of cotton balls in brains,
Of sluggish underthought,
And not a single refrain, Continue reading