Drop it like it’s hot

The sun showed up again today Making me feel all warm and alive Uncomfortably warm & alive Oh dear god that’s hot Plz stop sun kthx bieee The slick cup descended, taking with it the hopes & dreams of the moment scattered across the floor a new test of life

fire is hot like fire

Now if we shift the narrative slightly We'd almost tip the scales In our favor of blind justice Weighing in on the destruction Attention is had by eyes near and far What happens soon If you're writing new history? You're not writing The. New. History. & the ilk didn't know how to swallow their pride... Continue Reading →

Dirt

They say bury the hatchet so I did One skull seemed to make a perfect fit Once I wedged it in properly It took on the form of skin Modeling clay to reform and Reconstruct all the parts Less so for gestalt And moreso for the experience

Vivid

Let it shine brightly, This concept of idea; Polishing viewpoints. I saw you in my dream last night, you wear wearing a purple tutu. I giggled, knowing how proud you were that you picked it out by yourself.

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