Tag Archive | mpls

10/13/16

10/13/16


Letters, Vowels, Symbols. What’s your name? What’s it mean? What kinda legacy you tryna’ leave?

11/9/16

11/9/16


Muse-less without a lady. Sanely mundane, bound to drive my own-self crazy. Full speed down the lane, Lines looking hazy. Blurred, misty eyed, Just blink twice and save me. Been a long ride, Trying to park and pay-it. Gitra get out and face it.

11/9/16

11/9/16


Knowledge gained, right? Gotta put it to use, Use it or lose it, Means that sometimes, You may need to abuse it, Stretch your truths And face the music.

4/19/16

4/19/16


Suit strutting, frazzled white-haired, brandy sipping at social events but still trying to coyly fuck barely legal girls in the bathroom when no-one else is looking. What a future. That guy has lived the life of a rockstar, to some, but the ever-long bachelors strike me as the loneliest and saddest of them all. Here’s […]

4/24/16

4/24/16


Icon is a bizarre word. The idealization of taking someone’s likeliness that’s never particularly been comfortable being typecast. The one’s whom were never quite on par with the mold get appreciated for such, after their molds have been broken. They become the trend. They become the focus. They become the message. The notorious become the […]

4/27/16


You’re already 2. Wow. How does time pass so fast? Thought your Mom and I’d reconcile things by now. She’s doing the right thing for you, though, as much as it pains me to say. She loves you, so much. You changed her life, you know? You gave her purpose, kept her focused and motivated […]

4/12/16

4/12/16


Of course You know Another night No sleep Sharing bar-close kisses with strangers Post-lust-call Drug-driven hang-outs Snorting powders until daylight Swore, before you came along it was the last time. Swear, I was fine. Found what I’d wanted. Somehow made it mine. Too bad it takes two or more for our relationship, And it only […]

4/7/16

4/7/16


Mike the metal-head keeps making his way to the mensroom. Multiple trips after most pits. Maybe Mike made a mistake. Mike appears to be a militia-master, but when he removed his mic and shirt, more than metal made an appearance-alright. What a sight. Mike had wings tattooed above his ass! Mentally, Mike was always ready […]

4/24/16

4/24/16


Just want that tender touch That caress of a woman’s soft and dainty hands Want to see her painted nails colorize the creases on my skin. Give life to my dead flesh. Warm and alive on the outside, from your embrace. Still cold, calloused and numb inside. Walled up and guarded until I’m convinced this […]

4/7/16

4/7/16


The fall-back. The ‘ol ink stroke on dead tree parts. At least someone is making use of deforestation. Better that they don’t go barren, blank and completely wasted. My generation is full of writers that seem to have lost that physical touch. They would rather utilize the digital format because “it saves time” and eases […]