

In the EndA flame at the end of you, To roll your threads back, To iron your nose down, And trim your hands red-In the End
In a blueish-saffron coat- To bury you in a whirl Of a crisp tesla mesh: Gouging marbles through
With the most beautiful day One kick behind,
And the darkest day
Punching holes through; The sun shines shades On an empty man
Nothing is left to say.


Upside-Down MeI stopped my beating heart, and thought a while I wrote a song to my eyes and told them to see nothing It was me behind that mask, free for a while Hiding in my centre behind its liquid smileUpside-Down Me
I want to know what you see when you look at me Forty-seven chromosomes listening to every single beat You touched my heart like the sting of a bee And i'm waiting for the water to cool my feet
I'm incomplete. Eighteen years of love and not a kiss Sit me down behind your trap, and speak your game I haven't started yet, but i'm facing bliss Through your gritty plot, your bruta


Raging Bright-eyed Girl-boySo this is it: Today, the one after yesterday I had this atrophic certainty for my life, and everything around meRaging Bright-eyed Girl-boy
Interdependent endorphin to brain to heart nonsense. Sigh. Grown to despise each different flavour of a day. But today is still a day; and I'm still somewhere... Lugging a dense psychic storm around within me wherever I walk. My silly cognitive ways. My silly cognitive days.
Tomorrow, the one after today. I had this atrophic certainty for my life, and everything around me
Interdependent endorphin to brain to heart n
Big up South Africa.
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Tell your mother I say Hi.
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"I'll never be rich...I'm an artist..."
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Come away O human child.
To the waters and the wild.
With a faery hand in hand.
For the world's more full of weeping.
Than you can understand.
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time to ride
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Come away O human child.
To the waters and the wild.
With a faery hand in hand.
For the world's more full of weeping.
Than you can understand.
Wow!
I should write more poems! :/
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Come away O human child.
To the waters and the wild.
With a faery hand in hand.
For the world's more full of weeping.
Than you can understand.
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