Mar 31, 2017
T.G.I.F.
she runs on coffee and espadrilles he needs hot tea and a handful of pills she lives for weed and illicit thrills while he feeds off of society's ills and all of us work for the same company ready to quit at a quarter to three
seen from China
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from South Africa
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from China
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from Brazil
seen from South Africa
seen from Malaysia
seen from Ukraine
seen from Kazakhstan
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Ukraine
T.G.I.F.
she runs on coffee and espadrilles he needs hot tea and a handful of pills she lives for weed and illicit thrills while he feeds off of society's ills and all of us work for the same company ready to quit at a quarter to three
Worn Out
puddles and dirt and this worn-out old shirt letting in winter's winds as if they were old friends
Gratitude
a seashell full of vinegar a spider's web that weeps; I've learned to welcome what I find and what I get to keep
The Source
Nature is the source of fear but I still love thee, Mother dear!
Handy
I've palmed the fronds of righteous men who declared wars for thumbs to win.
Sprouts
The only seeds that root are love and fear take caution to plant what the heart wants near.
Dismemory
I don't care to remember that time I dismembered the dog. It's silly - no, really - it can still kill me so let's leave it lost in the fog.