I's therefore
Hollywood's notions are spinning with remorse
Too elated that one has lost this war
A continued amplifying arena around
Saul's sought shooken strikes, swept
The banished of alive formalities
Havoc a holding that's wanting scripted
As a caution it comes with addiction's disclaimer
Shocking with surreal solid struggling repent
Only one but had more come to realize
This is realities rerunning their retold
Relapse is expected, not suggested
Therefore, I..
(via "To the back of identifying government.." Throw Blanket for Sale by John Tyler Mounce)
An expiration of an ID that I decorated a bit..
That sunk as JTM.
Citrus gives life
To a vitamin's belief
A held ache to regain
Once the moments
Are told elderly blue
Within hinting a red
Where are the white cells
Blood embodies a hope
The viral are cuffed
To give full range
Over to under an escape
The room's left cold
With my mere bones
A life's that's draining
It's that timed thy month
A thick fluid dream
That sunk at six three
Born almost eleven pounds
A mere mortal as JTM.
By: John Tyler Mounce
"How Time Heals"
Time heals everything they say
From seconds to minutes into hours
Life begins a new day
What the real question is,
Is where do these fragments of time go?
The days turn to weeks that start months
Then years and so forth.
The past isn't always forgotten
But the present is always current.
While the future can't be promised,
But always longed for.
The longing for what's to come is
Where the healing takes place.
You tend to no longer feel the pain
If you allow yourself not to dwell.
Even if you stay stuck in the past,
Eventually you must accept the future,
Which can allow enjoyment for the present.
To learn to let go, leave it be
And happiness you shall see..
Poem written on: August 22nd 2016.
Andy Warhol's Marilyn Monroe.. ah, lavish.
everything’s bound to break sooner or later
Pop of Warhol's Pill, Asleep
Sold my heart's affair
To an unjust radical
Purely beautiful with class
Now stirring by instinct
A mother's right to bare
Heart's that golden with nior
The darkness gives with confession
Holy to this woman's faith
Taken out of context and control
Slept the crazed faded out
We're apart but still strong
Once ate it was too much
The mind's expansion forgave
But never will forget
So sleep with an eye open
Mouth shut, likewise.