Phantogram Three
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Today's Document
@theartofmadeline
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
noise dept.
Fieri Frames
Product Placement
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Keni
Claire Keane
Kiana Khansmith
izzy's playlists!
$LAYYYTER
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Show & Tell
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@another-avenue-blog
Road
I wondered who said
miles and miles
and miles
of dusty, parched earth
and wheels on asphalt
would bring clairty
That the stretch of forever in your sight
would bring sun
through the fogged screen of your mind
and that you'd come out
feeling less alone
and more yourself on the other side.
Street lines, road signs, the traffic
occupied time and divulged energy
spent and was spent continuously
Nailed it.
Self Portrait (Taken with picplz at Warren Apartments in Albuquerque, NM.)
Fucking this.
Drafts
I have many drafts that will be posted shortly. Beware: A wave of poetry is coming
Finally
it's been a long time since I felt this light
air blowing through the loose knit of my skin
the sun reflecting like broken glass,
every angle met with rainbows
and invisible pots of gold
samanthakilgannon:
rhiaofsuburbia:
87daysbefore:
tumblr’s obnoxious obsession with being skinny:
a rant about tumblr’s perception of body image
(just uploaded, so quality will improve)
a-fucking-men.
Yes, a-fucking-men. The world needs more people like her.
My new obsession with the kid is strange but he is an awesome poet and rapper
jameskilgannon:
Truth
snazzygallimaufry:
seddie perhaps? ;)
stayyybeautifull:
i seriously think i was.
Modern Gods
This poem is to be continued at some point... All the God's are dead
they sit frozen in time
on our dashboards and in our temples
on ropes holding them tightly to our chests.
We pray like they can hear us
throwing petitions at the sky
like we are hoping for answers in the rain
when the only water here
are the tears down our face
while the old gods speak in silence
the modern gods dance
in a flash of light and noise
and disappear when the necromancy ends
This = me
Hahaha
Marathon
Not really happy with this piece but I am leaving it as is because it just spilled out of me in a random burst of words.
I told him
"when you're tired of running
you know my address,
come and visit for a while.
You can stay with me and take a break."
We can get to know each other
over spaghetti, bad jokes and reality televison
and I won't ask you to stay when you leave
I know you wouldn't anyway.
But when your knees go out
too fragile to move ahead
I won't let your nightmares catch up with you
When your fears eat me whole
and you drift away without a kiss
or a thank you
it'll be okay, this wasn't for you anyway
this is wonderful
rickcannon:
Want.
