sects and control
but not once for myself
is there a hope for my skills?
don’t think I’ve ever once tried?
sitting and quiet alone on my hill
I won’t pay for those I won’t kill
Tag: poem
poem: the hissing a fixture
the hissing a fixture
of my daily life
gave up a chance at a wife
livid and aloof I’m living
don’t ask for the truth
poem: English “haiku” style
English “haiku” style
well that’s what I will call it
the punchline goes here
poem: chasing down challenges
chasing down challenges
conquers my time
pushing out poetry
skimping on rhymes
flashing back decades
to my youthful prime
evoked emotions
enhanced like a mime
poem: shot! still shooting
shot! still shooting
later looting
get my fun behind a dark red screen
I’ve been vibin’
trapped but stylin’
looped and loopy
feastin’ on some feed
poem: faceless phantoms ask a lot
faceless phantoms ask a lot
of my unknowing intellect
can I blame the burnt-out pale blue haze?
changes made to circuitry
last beyond capacity
vegetables and homework are the key
