Your head colliding with the cloudsutmost uncertaintyin the weathered densitythree clouds hoveras the tree seeks coverfearful for the smogthat shamelessly causes a clogin the trees ability to feel a sense of safetyfor it’s own mobilityfor standing stillwont stop a chemical spill. Recently I have been trying to write a poem daily. Tonight I chose toContinue reading “Standing still wont stop a chemical spill.”
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Sheltered between outstretched hands.
A rock in the sun fadedoutdatedby decades of whisperscarried in the wind by drifterssheltered between outstretched handsto shelter for an entire lifespan. To the leftthe lone flower represents the bereftcrying out words that are often misrepresentedfor the world has been reinventedseparating fact from fictionis quite a contradiction. For were all eroded by the whispersof allContinue reading “Sheltered between outstretched hands.”
To be the parasite.
To be the parasiteretreating within it’s home for the nightwith an appetite for bloodand flesh covered in crudnever to fully sleepbecause it’s home is more than just a tasty treat. The host is rarely acceptingmurdering the parasite is rather temptingan unexpected hostis a parasite at mostfeeding off the Earthupon their birth. Recently I’ve been tryingContinue reading “To be the parasite.”
This character I shall write off dead.
A novel is above my expertisemaybe pleasethis timeI’ll write more than several lineshating the words I’m reading back in my headthis character I shall write off deadif one tries and cant succeedshall they just proceedor take a hammer to the keyboardeach word strikes another cord it feels as if a choreto prevailisn’t it easier toContinue reading “This character I shall write off dead.”
Vomited from one mouth to another.
Simple thoughts I don’t know who you areor what we areor where we are. I feel simpleand complexa complexity of words.a complexity of thoughts If you use big words does that make you bigbetter more intellecthmm… aren’t all words just a cluster of soundsformed by anotherand then justified as language?simply put it’s all bullshit. andContinue reading “Vomited from one mouth to another.”
A hermit at heart.
A hermit at heartdodging each dartlurking in their solitudebecause they themselves don’t want to be rude. An abundant amount of conversations leaves the hermit disoriented and in search of their station because their home is their shelteryet food, water, and even shelter itself isn’t above herthat means partaking within the customs that mostly corrupts themContinue reading “A hermit at heart.”
As we sleep.
As we sleepall the feelings weepas if the creatures knowthe exact moments in which we growprying the goodthe happiest of thoughts blurredeating what makes us smilestirring up our fears spitting them out in a piletwisting them to the surfaceour happiness served it’s purposesatisfying the creatures quenchwhen we wake burdened by the stenchof our fears thoseContinue reading “As we sleep.”
Our focus should be the planet.
Burrowing myself under like a fragile mousehiding away from the noise of this civilization the callous words of both the victors and the bereft the weak stuck beneath the floorboards the quiver of their lips the further we all slipa divide do I go back and hide both sides are fueled of hate every greatContinue reading “Our focus should be the planet.”
A mole beneath the mound.
Barely a facea mole beneath the moundburrowed out to look around shit, I creep back in fearing you and for my kin the world is not kind that is a lie for the world has no feelings it’s the actions of the inhabitants speaking in chants of cruelty and starknessthis cringe I suppress because inContinue reading “A mole beneath the mound.”
With my heart in my palms.
It was through the confusion and the desperation to find satisfaction that I found art. Because if I was always happyI never would have dreamt so vividly and felt an impulseto explain myselffor that I open my mind and allow myself to pinefor a distant thought even if I was caught with my heart inContinue reading “With my heart in my palms.”
Temperamentally Tina 