Tag Archive | Saint Paul
When the songs playing in the dive-bar match up perfectly with your heart, it feels like you may have hit a glitch in the matrix. Maybe I haven’t been here. Maybe this is exactly where I need to be. Like an altered form of deja-vu, things line up too well. It’s our jobs as humans […]
Can’t expect someone like me coming. And I expect someone like you to take off, running. If we can both be open to receiving love, then Let’s start off as friends, And see what that brings in the end.
Think you may be falling Think you think you’re falling too, No need to play the victim We can’t choose who we love, As much as you may want to pick it. Remain indifferent and understand what you’re being given. Just because biologically, we can’t create children, It should never limit our vision You are […]
Could you be mine? Would you even be mine? Is it even worth it, to try and cross that line? Assume, it could be great. All we both ever wanted. Could we even date? Did we already call it? Spoken like it’s set in stone, Friends is what we agreed on.
This is where we’re at – just look what happened. All of us sailing this shit-storm together, Mind as well act as a captain. Someone should stand-up. Too many people content with relaxing, While America’s stuck moving backwards. We are just letting it pass us. At this point, can we even catch up? Is it […]
Do you remember? That unusually warm December? Global warming inching, threatening to end it? Can’t run or hide from the truth inside Not when it’s this nice outside We’re alive for what it’s worth Mind as well enjoy our ticking time on this fading Earth
Still drunk and foolish Knowing each sips leads to thoughts more barren and fruitless Liquor therapy, dare I say, is, so useless I use it for this, For those words, The ones that just hang from my lips. So much better spoken through these here fingertips. Verbally witless, It’s easy to witness, Even gets easier […]
Head-space under siege Brain like pearl harbor in the early 20th Fire in the water! Duck for cover! Thoughts are on the fritz Scattered and forlorn I’m exhausted from the racing, Scorn from the losing score Been stuck on pacing back and forth, Like a borderline version of Usain Bolt Too good at this for […]
Definitely addicted. As soon as you left, I was ready to replace you. Had me withdrawing like I’d freebased you. Chasing dragons like chasing you. Not ready to quit, but I got to. Drugs are just drugs, without you.