Eyes glued to screens. Fingers fastened to keys. Characters are not novel, just 140 long. Nightly news! Death’s script flung from monotone lips. The hour skit a regurgitation of third world shit. First world filter cleans so we can swallow. Popcorn that is… Crunch! Buttered morsels dissolve. Fingers greased with privilege. Eat, tweet, repeat. Screens smeared […]
Originally posted on The Lightning and The Fire: Sunday, You sat around your Ikea Made table breaking Easter Bread While Women and Children in Pakistan BOMBED and DEAD You scrolled Twitter on your phone briefly and Read about the massacre the carnage the despair but after a stomach filled with chemically laden chocolate you honestly…
You and I.
Obserd but sounds good to my soul to hear it, maybe the word fits.
It can be easily explained but our complexity is vast.
I love you, I don’t want you to worry about anything,
Anything you need, just ask.
We grew together, naturally and happily.
My muse, sappilly, I’m enjoying your teasie casually, cheesy sassiness.
Thank the universe for calming morning rainfall.
Peeling us apart is always intensely painful can make me go
I’m at a place I’ve never attained
so I want this feeling forever engrained.
I was enslaved.
You broke my chains.
Love, spirituality: Growth;
a bond never to be broke.
The highest of note.
I want us to be infinitely intimate;
and my biggest gift.
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This is the link to my poetry reading. https://m.youtube.com/?#/watch?v=Lo70T0dHXNY