Tag Archive | girl

4/11/16

4/11/16


Holy smokes Pipe of the Pope!! Hot as lava, no joke, And that’s just when you’re clothed! Bet big bucks, that when you’re exposed, Behind closed doors, It makes it even harder to say no Advertisements

11/4/16

11/4/16


Watch you walk, table to table Making my knees weak, Thank god there’s something stable. Try to say it, but I ain’t able Freaked, keep to my own feet Got me tripping on em, but it’s okay girl Verbalizing thoughts would only make it worse

7/25/16

7/25/16


Always meeting women like they’re some source of oxygen. Some carbon fuel to bring my cold-deceased heart to life again. Revive me, miss. Please! Run your fingers through that long, dark hair and I’ll keep watching. Playing with the straw from and iced coffee, thinking of how they could be my fingers instead. Could I […]

3/16/16

3/16/16


This is probably my last year alive. 2016. Let it be a good one. Quit dwelling on the girl that doesn’t love you and quit wasting time on the ones that do. They will take whatever bullshit I give so can’t be upset when I’m lonely, drained financially from picking up the tab and exhausted […]

Expressionism – 1-13-14

Expressionism – 1-13-14


Still up late at night You knew that’d never change Aged and rearranged But some things stay the same. You’re still on my mind, You just may never leave. Reminded, redefined, Quest to know what’s on your mind What you still believe See if just maybe You’ve got some tricks left, Hidden up your sleeve. […]

Expressionism – Winter 2012

Expressionism – Winter 2012


Are you happy? Cause I just don’t see it. So much potential To make the world spin for you. Yet you just don’t believe it. Stuck in zero gravity, Like purgatory is reality. You’re baffling, Beautiful and capturing, With anchored shoes. Yeah, you’re tied down. Throwing me clues now, You’re ready to be on your […]

Expressionism – Fall 2012

Expressionism – Fall 2012


When I’m good, I’m great. When I’m bad, I’m awful. Enough life has been lived and many mistakes have been made. No need to keep piling problems. But I keep creating them. Mostly in my head. I’m just convincing enough to believe them. It’s almost too easy to blame them on women. Knowing they evoke […]

Expressionism – 10-29-13

Expressionism – 10-29-13


No one needs to be fixed. Broken parts can be utilized more so than the IKEA provided ones. Those are all numbered, lettered, ordered, with no individuality. Everyone has that table, with those legs. Work with your broken parts. They add character. If anything, grab some WD-40 and give the squeaky wheels some oil. You’ll […]

Back-logging cont.


More past poetry about women. Surprised?   Confidence. Spilled like paint. Splatter the walls, with thick strokes of thanks. Tell her that she’s pretty. Quickly. Before she forgets me. Fidgety, Palms are even turning clammy And I’m perspiring anxiety So if you look you understand me. Beads of sweat, Piled up. You’re gonna sense my […]