To live this life is to capture
poetry in crystallized strands
Like webs tangled
around your senses
To take each one
and weave as if on loom
A present
To be opened by another
To be felt
as soft as cashmere
or as prickly as burlap

For if words are not felt
the poet has failed

#brokenpoet2 #lostconversations

Odd how over a lifetime
we give pieces of ourselves away
and yet never quite seem to empty..
So tell me, love..
how can that not be but beautiful..

#brokenpoet2 #lostconversations

most walked around so perfumed
even their asses smelled of jasmine
but there were a few if you took the time to look that had a scent of opened intestines and bleach

those are the ones I gravitated towards..

those that fucking reeked of living

#brokenpoet2 #lostconversations

Fuck, listen up, man
all you need to know about death
is that it walks in red fuck me heels
and has one hell of a killer ass..

#brokenpoet2 #TCprose #lostconversations #myphoto

But baby,this is the part where we all scream

#thinkingcap #lostconversations

To live this life is to capture
poetry in crystallized strands
Like webs tangled
around your senses
To take each one
and weave as if on loom
A present
To be opened by another
To be felt
as soft as cashmere
or as prickly as burlap

For if words are not felt
the poet has failed

#brokenpoet #lostconversations

most walked around so perfumed
even their asses smelled of jasmine
but there were a few if you took the time to look that had a scent of opened intestines and bleach
those are the ones I gravitated towards..
those that fucking reeked of living

#thinkingcap #brokenpoet #lostconversations

there may be times you think I am ignoring you..
but never, love..and I am sorry
for those are the moments I am protecting you from these demons

#thinkingcap #brokenpoet #lostconversations

by a river old men played chess
on a slab of loneliness
as a child,motherless gleefully fed pigeons discarded cigarette butts
as humanity burned in numbness
And I trying to recall a befitting line of a poem with hope
for I and sleeping drunkards..

were we not but poets once..

#thinkingcap #brokenpoet #lostconversations

Fuck, listen up, man
all you need to know about death
is that it walks in red fuck me heels
and has one hell of a killer ass..

#thinkingcap #brokenpoet #prose #lostconversations #myphoto

I was sick of this world..all of it
And today I truly believe it is mutual

#thinkingcap #lostconversations #prose

Odd,how over a lifetime
we give pieces of ourselves away and yet never quite seem to empty..
So tell me, love..
how can that not be but beautiful..

#thinkingcap #brokenpoet #lostconversations