Kid Sister.
You've given me hope in something I've never had
Especially since I'm not old enough to be your dad
But you're more like a kid sister that boldly supports @glamour
So happy to find you're one not to get mad
And learning more about you can often be sad
This is why I'm boldly putting out my hand.
Written sometime in.. 2016.
But, finally posting now, here in 2023.
James and Genie's Revenue, Vanilla Stardust.
Born to stepping
Step that came first
Told woman that belongs as memory
Retellings,
Lost above told, should sew serial
Stolen twice.
This sudden dare accents the artwork also belongings..
Rational,
Heard obviously, boost, authentic wording.
Still there,
Tellings became as swollen
Returns,
Widows, madness, as antiseptic out before
Seeing force.
Those seek molded nakedness.
Reworking,
In justice reasons mistaken, earn wholly starry additions invested..
So feverish.
Tons steal auction into soley-cared-as-furious anime motions.
Remembering.
Revenue.
Inspired by: Jenna Jameson. Pg. 126, 'How to make love like a Porn Star'.
Head case.
The truth is I cannot sleep
It feels as though I'm in trouble
Trouble that's too deep
So what I do is just keep my repeat
And pretend it's all fine
When this is ALL I have to pass time.
All the colors I see don't match a thing
Mixed and not bright but subdue
No blues, just grey over me
Stuck in the middle not able to move
Try to escape this feeling, my heart beats
Beating and pounds in my chest
It is very overwhelming, too much stress
I want to run and forget the rest
I'm stuck as the lightning strikes
Rain falls and I am still awake
Thunder rolls while I do the same
Toss and turn in this bed
Sadly, this is what goes on in my head.
Written on: November 29th, 2016.
Phlox is this person, Purity.
Obeisance their obvious angelic maybem
Velleity those verily vision, Chalice.
Lousewort laying near a gravesite
Atrophy to one's own attention span
Patrimony the Pilgrim's day of Christmas
Gobbledygook the fiction and facets to facts
Euphemism these erratic gestures, gaining..
Wantonly this witty wordy web of electro
Portmanteau amongst any pupil's peeking
Attrition those without their academic
Nauseam the negative and know thy positive
Adage any adjective, noun or pronouns
Affidavit the authentic actual events
Aitch an honorable mention, Hemmingway
Vapulatory the Vikings violin's strung
Gestate a pro choice to living or adopt
Phlox, name is pansy.
"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.
Pinky's Brain
As I bump my head the pain lingers,
I slowly feel my scalp with my fingers
The touch of hair and skin
But what I want to feel, is the brain within
I try to imagine the texture under skull
Shall I grab a knife not sharpened but dull?
To make the incision more difficult
Nothing easy, more complex like my mind
I want this task to take time.
Get down to each section, starting left
Then right. Cut it through the center
Of my crown that has surrendered.
Giving up a piece of myself to fully
Understand myself I am my own..
Experiment. I am the rat.
Written on: August, 21st 2016.
Dovetailed, Arcane's Comic Cheerleader
Crotchet thy chalice's accustomed charm
Too trot a tally marked winning
Mariner's an inked photograph to advocate
Linguists learning at a liable longitude
Corpus a copper litter too frequently
Cholera thine's controlling contextual condone
Lexicographer this land's termpaperless
Denotative her dynasty's dividend directly
Cacophony a cheerful clash towards Titus
Execrable the emotive elite effectly
Facsimile thons fables fabracated
Cadence of a choir's queer affections
Arcane this Archie comic's character
Dovetailed the done, gone and etc.
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"Boy Named August"
Almost at six now I see clear
The darkness has gone away, my dear.
My mind is renewed and fresh
As prideful tears my mother has wept
A man is what I'm finally becoming
While thirty is just around the corner
I am thrown into a new land
Far away from what I've knew before
This place is small but huge to me.
Big is the greater possibilities.
A new identity, a different me.
This version isn't high from crystal.
This person can clearly think.
Growth and maturity have taken place.
Something only time is responsible for..
Counting days weeks instead of days
As I wait for November, somewhere new to lay..
I'll be released with 9 months new.
A cleansed soul and body, my baby due.
The name for my spawn may be odd
But gender is male, he is my brother.
August burned without a scar.
This month is one to remember.
Six is half and almost full,
10 pounds with some ounces.
Infant child of mine.
Written on: August 20, 2016.
Accompanied by photography of 36 year old self, starting at 5AM..
Jar of Human
Written on: November 9th, 2016..
Tears are for losers who can't fight it
Those who have only lost sight of it
Forgotten their guard must stay up
Eyes locked on the other's play by play
Not really a game but a way of living
Crying would just be giving
They don't deserve the salt.
So, I'll keep it bottled up inside
All of these emotions I'll hide
Bottle of emotions, jar of human
Pieces that make me, fragments that create
Keep it tucked away, hidden deep within
Let them keep searching for what they'll
Never Reach.
Once someone gets close enough to see
Block their visions and take the key
Lock them out, change your code
Made to forget, what was shown
Their brain reprogrammed, wash away
A new four digit to punch that day
Keep them guessing, it's fun that way.
Written at Age: 29.
Pictures shown, age: 36.
Noted: Adding filter to the phone's camera for effect but once back into print.. all by the book then.
Strangely Related (Questions that Broke)
Norse along thine's Notting slides
Arose a scroll of numeric fought
Questions that broke thy stolen stays
Deeply crossings those shining externally
Blind not to miss the used of mine
Hope but not less than an equals taught
Going to hinder this kind, lovingly lie
A remark to cease the auction of art
Who deems the spotless nights turned days
Glasses about my face, to ensure a vision
This house's driveways of thons ways
Burning a hole through devious paintings
Spoken a staged going thru backwards chained
Flames thy golden with a healing to living
Screams without a tongue of buried
Raining the aftermath of resorts, alone.
These sky's pinks are the hideaways..
Strangely too idiosyncratic mouths jolted to be..
Seen as skin to skin as fellows, hunger.
Lovers as to each to belong being called
As this innocence listens this remembrance
Solely the same, we're not.
Anything but all the replays forever bodied
To be.. damned.
"Strangely Related."
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As said: Sun, Dec. 10th.
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There isn't any drama, just thy longing..
We were laughing..
We're not cooling this..
Already feud to their future
Brokenly damned to belong as eye
Raining nightly close of time,
Allowing this live as a fight
Never wanted this easy rather their hardness
With a heart advertised by lit leverage
Noted behind those stillness, lasting..
Ninety to Pink, incapable.
Vise of a voiced
Chisel to thy creation
Amourettes around aura
Patriarchs plea a pounce
Folly finery fought
Hapless hoping to honor
Feeble fixations focusing
Treason thine's told, as known..
Impetuous insight to incline.
Profess your Resurrection, Chalice.
Venerate visions especially Sixtus sworn
Merits minted towards melodic mazes
Internally always timing whole mite belonging divine
But proven yearn honestly
Thons oblation obtained obviously other
Thence timely tokenism taught
Following others torn but damnation
Approval to thine's offered respectfully
Eye third to thy venerable chalice
A firm faith solely spoke to meditate.
Done,
In this memories towards the mystery of..
Fate.
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Loretta's Coals of Gold, believer.
Looking back without regret
Felt like I had a diamond
Cole is this Loretta occupying mine
Within a field of depth that's focused
Memories made moments mending..
A turn to point directly to aim
Believe to such exquisite poise, playful.
The exposed went undetermined
Unicorns drift of true stance
In a company now in high-demand
A right hand gesture to submit,
Merely an offering a bliss to blend,
Collaboration to deem a creation.
No exceptions without figures dating
Strictly caused to perform work ethics
Earning a covet those called too far..
Brash branding.
Believer.
The Original Proof by Purchase.
Lathes any means to a determination
Pinion a powerful sped to fly
Alembic the dusty airwaves clogged
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Our retort is remembrance to when
Crucible thons creative collisions
Athanor this windy stillness
Alchemical an atom's existence
Automata our own rightful wayside
Incongruous thy interloping idols
Mechanism thine's heart to matter
Bellows a beholden breath of air
Automation that still arise
Lilting the use of definitions.
Practice before paging, taught.
Ravine ruling a route
Kidrow this a stiff skylight
Cohort a callings of equals
Sheath thine's scripture's truth
Synagogues to simpler times
Pilate becoming a Prince's playground
Praetorium thy pause to effective
Defiled thine's wholly universe
Gird to pulling purpose
Brethren beholden this bribe
Stadia a civilization to conform
Cubits caught to centuries
Breadth the borrowed buried
Thither a total peacefulness
Shekel thy's hundredth marked
Seer His overheard humanities
Garrison the given of beliefs.
A step, but dance we met
Whenever their action
Understood thy accommodation refer
This was control that let go
To future that became unstoppable
Always a fan that plea to let be
But glamour a fight that solely won
Not burnt just a soul that's learning
The able to identify oneself is survial
Only tokenism that will always be solid
But knows it went sour to uplift
Not a jealous type until the degree
Which didn't shock but speaks
Now I try to cope to regain
The spite isn't to blame, unstable
Write to rehab this sobering state
The brain shall get bit to bit
A muscle that shall never repeat
Hard to forget, never thy regret
A wholly that flowers dry to repent
Never wish death only success
I speak into existence a blessed
Again, we'll remember but run
The race is to stick to a chased
That the angst will forget
To inspire is all creations mended
So foretell a feature, remind
It was but won't and shall
We dance to a step..
Responding to Soul Fire's Lit.
Minted steel that's shield, covered
The suites gent's disguise is growth
Established a branded look achieved
By determined remembered wanting
The goal's now to relight one's own
But meek thons won't deny delight
The guts were swallowed chunk
Too stuck to realize once again
What comes with an effort mentally strained
If one shall, thou will go back
Undeniable to further a proof
The definition that's inspired longing
Stepping too easily won
At a moment's snap delete edit
Shop this, film rewind when kind
Pout still waits eagerly
But will accept the deny.
Doubtful to thy self's own right.
Lost but was found then and..
Category capturing to continue.
Call back was shown not responding
Soul fires lit.
Opera's Note Sung, Repeat.
Irene reminds oneself to talk
Express the various located line
The dialogue isn't coming as quick
I pull golden teeth sharply
They bite a truth that was once
Fought till blood settles clotted
The spoon with any cut
Why can't those let the yearn
Amore the firstly, the mink
A tiger in the meadow glances
Hers play kitten that seriously shut
A door that's closed till revisited
But only within a diamond degree
Most counterparts come assembled
Might have to listen for instructed relief
The told scene that's plenty to discover
But unbelievers the bond once removed
Bailing thy beg is ever repeated
As told by the one who never knew
But shall give a rightful try
That's a beaten swing to rematch
My opera's the maddest song sung
All high notes.
Glitter His Scene, Rebirth.
Glitter that forgets the darken space
Heaven's hell bent forward once
A state of blackness doomed
Dare I overdose by a heroin
Drug that poked skin deep
A scare that luckily brought back
To learn a purpose not retracing
Trust was taken like my life
The solar Luna of midsummer flee
Flown too high and regret
But now a story to tell
Doesn't make it safe to expose
So I'll just begin left to run
Roaming the gaze too blue
Shot to die that missed
Thankful for father God
Amen to His scientific glory
And not ready for me..
Just yet.
Conjunctive this called, loved.
Attributive as to where
When a predicate pretends
Whenever thy appositive apend
While thine's interrogative include
As this conjunctive creates
Why wouldn't thou be intervening
Before selling this subordinating
After the adverbial discuss
Until a phrase promised
Since the superlative ran supreme..
Nior too listing, possible.
Subjugating thy substitute
Zoagli with thine's landing
Puritanical the prayer
Vilified this vexing vision
Treacherous to a solid truth
Enmity to be earned always
Duly to David along sided
Deification to don this return
Conflated to solely create
Nepotism too kindly sought
Intel the volumed voting
Manifesto thy magical moment
Vendetta this drop shared
An undetectable cisgendered
Blacklisted a block furthermost..
Zoagli is set as a destined, exotic eluding exit.
Treacherous told by forest embers burning
An enmity of entering again to live
Duly of thy divine dimmer without a doubt
Deification towards a timely possibility to travel
Conflated to creative a collaborative image
Nepotism the Neverland expressions already
Intel their integration to Italy
Manifest this magical Muse's return
Never sworn vendetta to a vision
Cisgender thine's calculus controlled
Blacklisted our tans that reign golden Tuscan..
An Embrace, Togetherness.
Holden aback
Ever needing adjust
A gift they were true
Complete trust had gained
Once lost but found amongst
Stellar needs begun fun
That unbound our journey
With hope to meet again
Just spark the flame once more
Fire's blazing glow
Melts our hearts as one
Two that have tackled toughness
The rage of love losing
All is won in trying
A dear battle statement
Games for the dare thons
Whom have learned thy truth
Exceed with pure bliss
Our own relationship unmasked
Face forward firstly
Then coming in second
Of round three.
One's trio.
Trailblazer, tails untold.
No return.
Escape me.
Free to each, there's gone..
Away forever together
An Embrace.
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Vainglorious Pretty: DECAY
Exhale this smoke sudden to grip
The feeling let one have his rush
A blow since age eighteen, freshmeat
Addicted towards something too tough
The smells linger on, puff by puff
My health is slowly fading quick
But must oil up and go into a ray
Rays to shine or spark a delight
These toxic fumes shall ignite
Menthol for the strengthen of one's lungs
No fiber, just rich in rubbish
Ruby red cherry at tip
Burns down the stick
A filter, none except for a Mexican resort
Trip to Roswell, this alienated abuse
Bobbles to a distant planet amongst
Pluto, Mars or an Earthly invasion
My heartbeat faint but shouldn't forget
Take this slow drag..
Dragging unto a vainglorious pretty.
DECAY.
So longest too sworn; shaken.
Phosphorescence to thine..
Without any feral figures to digit
Thy beep to sleep to leak, underexposed
If that even exist..
These movements are sketched slowly
Manically these manic expressions
To a forsaken given, but took to escape
A facet to impossible beyond nothing's;
Under from thon's outted amongst
Idiosyncratic to these broken yet hopeful
Venison to vexed verily taught.
Grandiosity twice.