TorusLimitless Oscillating Vibrational Energy (love)Torus
Choose to start at zero? optomisism gives meaning to the word. zero is perfection. zero as a bird, - wingless and afloat. (Senseless and compelled)
Zero, equal, true, axiom, base. A face either way of breath. Zero is 1 or negative. evenly meaningless.
Questioning benevolence.
Circle. spining. A gltch between the unknown and the found. With hands universally large, zero, pulse and create.
Large armed valleys.
The wind creeps in; Fresh due breath carves beyond his chest, at each turn; a
Tasty TreatCan you tell me the difference bewteen the first raindrop and the last. Or how fast you can cast a stare.Tasty Treat
How I like the sound of the ground under my feet How a tasty treat is the pain.
I breathe hard hoping to expell the weight I breathe hard hoping to move the hate I breathe hard pushing out the physical to feel weightless, complete and eternal.
I breathe hard hoping to forget how I fake I breathe hard trying to evoke the flake I breathe hard as everything relys on breath it appears long, the gap, from death to birth.
Can you tell me wh
MilkyCrass, you thought my ass was my cunt. you disgust me. even if you were drunk.Milky
You pashed her then me.She pased me then her.I passhed her then she passed her. hate is extreme heat. melting close knit spider webs.
Ive taken too many drugs to care if you
have glass stuck anywhere yet when i cut my bones on you i cant help but wonder when i will get ill or if i should take another pill to forget. Milky.
Milky
Milky white legs darker than the galaxy.
FineI have just stopped moving stopped thinking in straight linesFine
everyday starts with a chant
words to breathe and motivate
to have this and then live too
functionary ploys to poison poignant moments
give me the freedom to wind my way around the conflict
believe the energy is more than potential
and the trips to the door provide enough sky
how many times did I stand today
count my pulse and call it progress?
I'll deny the loud noises
and the lack of sunlight showing a timid side things are fine
I am fine
hesitatedanother moment passes. and its now, a moment too late. you are standing here in front of me,hesitated
an inch too far away. this way of understanding, how much you meant to me. im too far lost inside. without your eyes, I cannot see. I miss you more, with every thought, consuming my beliefs. I cant believe that I messed up so bad, that I let you walk away. and now I see you standing, in a moment, in my head. I wish that you could know, everything you meant to me.
Passive-AggressiveThere’s a man inside MY television set. He’s trying to sell me something but I’m not WORRIED because I know how far away he is. I know that HE couldn’t reach me in a million YEARSPassive-Aggressive
or thirty BILLION dollars; although, he has both to spare. He’s telling me about the END of the world, but I’m not worried
because I know THAT
worse things
could happen &nb
Untitled, Who Cares?Humanity is the enriched uranium in this world Its reflection in your eyes bombs your pupils Breathing in feels like your lungs are a forest fire Walking around the corner is like a Vietnam People will slit your throat out of boredom Boys are walking clenched fists Footballs, sex, and guns are running in their wrists Girls are all strutting their Pandora's boxes And we think we're the only keys that have opened them Banks are financial bear traps snapping your shins Capturing your attention with scented credit cards Public property used as props in propaganda Pissing offUntitled, Who Cares?
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~Calite of Furcadia
Arf
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~Calite of Furcadia
Arf
Zest Thanks for commenting, i do think its eternal because wants you become addicted to something you may stop the thing your addicted to, but youraddiction will always need fuel, lets say this persons addicted toeating, he stops eating but from then on he drinks coffee everyday, so bassically, i think addiction is a fire that changes but never goes out. :>
Thanks for the fav on my 'Bottle of Scotch' poem.
May I ask how you cam across my account?
-K
PS: You have great taste in literature! (Bukowski)
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