Work: The Busy Place Home: The place to rest, retreat Outdoors: The World's Place
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Poets
Technology Lives Inventions are given life People forfeit lives
Details Host Devils Even Angels Molt Their Wings I'm not so Perfect
The price of beauty Has the cost of prying eyes Privacy's Ignored
Stretched belly growling, blowing wind, kissing the air, one more slice to go.
By James Green2 years ago in Poets
Taste of the divine, it keeps on giving to you, joyful weightlessness.
Blessed are the makers Especially those that shakedown the takers In a world full of fakers They are the ones that capture the vaper
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
What more do you want, is it less of what you have, less of this or more?
Turned over tables, wine covering the stone floor, no one left to hail.
Empty souls Trying to fill the hole The void All to avoid the reality There is no amount of alcohol, drugs, or roids to make the pain go away
Steak is for breakfast Paxton is so fun, no jest he likes steak the best. ~ Dinner was so fast Steak at the firehall last
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
Your bottle of Dom tickles my throat like a lie. I'll buy me a beer.
By Cathy holmes2 years ago in Poets
