I’ll love you till I’m deadbecause when I’m not thinking I don’t think love is possibleat that point.Till then I’m yours. Thank you for filling the car with gasolinewhen I do I’m covered in gassmelling and to close to a lighterI’ll go up in smoke because the simple tasksof this living world are impossiblefor aContinue reading “I’ll love you till I’m dead.”
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I carefully collect them.
I give you my emotions dripping of vile wordsbottled and stored within youand as it becomes harder and the words seep from your poresI carefully collect them and take them back in allowing space within yourself because you deserve to find solace within me as well. Thanks for reading. -Temperamentally Tina
Time is dying.
Time is dying each second that passes is the end of that moment and the memories retained are never identical never fully intact.If I pick them out the videos of your mind pieces would be missing words deleted, changedand faces missing because the momentthey enter us that’s the moment the event changes. It distortsand becomesContinue reading “Time is dying.”
I scrub to erase the day.
As if grease in a pan it sticks heavilywith a stinkI scrub attempting to clean to erase the day. The faucet turns on red stains leftas it turns offmy hands dry and coarse. Lotion to moisturize as I stare heavily into the eyesforever within the mirror the same eyes looking back as if there isContinue reading “I scrub to erase the day.”
Is winning meant to be misery?
You don’t have to agreeit’s alright to feel it to feel the emotion the confusion of human conflictsunderstanding itI cannot. Always trying to tug the chains in their own favordeleting and adding rules to govern trying to be more willing in which they’re all trying to stake claimand win and what I can’t understand isContinue reading “Is winning meant to be misery?”
I asked you to leave!
The cupboards are opened the food flown across the roomand the tomatoes are squashedas I scream,I asked you to leave! A moanthe windows blown open I scream out It’s cold in hereyour letting the draft in! I let them in I felt guilty because maybe it was my fault.It wasn’t like I meant to hitContinue reading “I asked you to leave!”
Spiritual energy.
Do you believe in death? Yes. Do you believe in a soul? No. Do you believe in a supreme creator. No. Do you believe in Spiritual Energy? Yes,although I believethere is no controlling it or rationalizing itor maintaining it.Energy is an accumulation of pent up emotions and it cannot be gatheredand collectedto create a specificContinue reading “Spiritual energy.”
It never ends.
Floating so heavily in spaceheld up thererotating around the sun how long till it falls?Is there a ground?It never ends it keeps going and going space never lets outtill one collideswithin another. Just a smidge backor forwardthe lights go outor brighten to much and it all ends dependent upon the sun. No wonder our mindsContinue reading “It never ends.”
Built by humans.
A failure in a structuralized society built by humans in which standards were set by humans in which failing is what? If you’re living in be it a small houseor the biggest of allyou have shelter buckets to collect the rain because wealth distribution is meant to warm those that already are as we changeContinue reading “Built by humans.”
The monsters standing about their ant holes.
As we fearthe monsters under our bedsand peeking through our closets,the insects fear the open spaceand the monstersstanding about their ant holes. With one swift kick breaking their life work murdering villages in one stomp as the monster goes back home without the guilt because to them insects are pestsand pests don’t matter. Pests shouldContinue reading “The monsters standing about their ant holes.”
Temperamentally Tina 