my smile is not like sunshine,
it is moonlight competing with street light
on nights so hot fans struggle to satisfy
buzzing to and fro continously
to the harmony of a hundred tiny insects
dancing near porchlights
their humid breaths on wet sticky skin
folded apon itself
where limbs meet plastic
and conversations drift, effortless clouds
and equally insubstantial
of good times, bad times and just...times, from moist lips
pray for a breeze
I am a tree
shining golden under the orange glow of a street lamp
with words that float like pyrite
in endless rivers of verbatim
cause no matter how much of me you gather
it will still
be worth...
nothing.
kinda like how this poem is worth nothing
how it will change nothing
but rather lie there an exuberant display of colorful imagery and verbal plumage
as you ask yourself
"why doesn't it rhyme?"
Cause i didn't have the fucking time
to make a synthesis of syntax for your audio delight
to grant this poem some wings and watch it take flight
like a delicate poetic bird.
So instead i'm stuck with this poetic turkey
and i'm not
my smile is not like sunshine,
it is moonlight competing with street light
on nights so hot fans struggle to satisfy
buzzing to and fro continously
to the harmony of a hundred tiny insects
dancing near porchlights
their humid breaths on wet sticky skin
folded apon itself
where limbs meet plastic
and conversations drift, effortless clouds
and equally insubstantial
of good times, bad times and just...times, from moist lips
pray for a breeze
I am a tree
shining golden under the orange glow of a street lamp
with words that float like pyrite
in endless rivers of verbatim
cause no matter how much of me you gather
it will still
be worth...
nothing.
kinda like how this poem is worth nothing
how it will change nothing
but rather lie there an exuberant display of colorful imagery and verbal plumage
as you ask yourself
"why doesn't it rhyme?"
Cause i didn't have the fucking time
to make a synthesis of syntax for your audio delight
to grant this poem some wings and watch it take flight
like a delicate poetic bird.
So instead i'm stuck with this poetic turkey
and i'm not
hahahaha so yeah college has begun!! i really should start posting more artwork huh....
well currently i'm pulling jobs.
okay they're not really jobs but i'm designing tattoos for several people!
i have i few already done but i keep misplacing the image files!!