sitting in the park kind people feed the homelesswould like some chili i am asked
time to get a haircut
ii realized yesterday that everyone here deserves loves.i could cry about it all day, but ill smile about it instead
The Poet wears neither belt nor wrist watchnot kill himself nor ne confused to death
By time
I DONT KNOW HOW TO FORGIVE MYSELF
YOU CAN'T STEP IN MY PAIN...A MIME HAVING A STROKE...
WISH I COULD CREATE NICE POETRY WITH GOOD GRAMMAR...GOOD LUCK TO THE NEXT POET..HEERS
Sometimes within to the stoning of an idea,space filling and function and triangulation of another idea
and, all the while, having no idea....
the being the beginning the beganthey began
the
kitchen
with tile and stone
with gray and cherry
quartz and stone and wood and steel we
began
What is the name of this website i am going to type this feels pretty cool
summer goes by like a flash the trees are growing and when fall comes the trees will be harvest for all to eat.Harvest, HARVEST no that is the farthest from the summer's digest
Parks, ice cream, skimpy cloths - I have to diet. F*#k the harvest
Like everyone else I am too consumed by my waistline
Elsa you are always in the park and we are always together my sweet Elsa
your self image is more important to you than your image. To be or not to be, that was the question. To be most certainly is the answer. More specifically is how to be...
Kudos to Gustas for helping to save the bees! Bees around the world are dying off. What will it take for us to save our planet?---Jim from Hollywood CAjim cone
I love my son Gustas! H rockshe is 6 and a jr. beekeeper in the East Village NYC.
Using ur mind is a great thing to do and it's free....ieeuuriririiiithe cool foot loose wind
ssjsf;f;slslflskkkkdkdkdkdkkk;s;ftravelling in zero gravity.
erosion , slopes where your boards, bike or scooter accelarates
gibXXX giving your body the feeling of being alive and powerful. kls. kkkkeveryone has a different name for the feeling of
putting their life in danger which in turn making you more alive then you ever were
were in the past.
i call it IN THE MOMENT...
Hello from rogrocllll from R gRR cCcc , born at belview hospitalim a graffiti artist , retired misusing spraycans for the fear of going to jail,
for the two hundredth time.
so it's to my new art style
i recycled art, using found stuff
im in a new way..
which i love to do
"long live garbage"
so as long as people use things, and waste their money i'll be out there
making new creative things
using your mind is a great thing to do and it's free
so bye for now ....
Strange to be on a typewriter.The keys are in the same place and yet soooo different
not to mention the paragraph
ding eine schreibmazamachine
Small birds live inside the tres and eat fruit that tastes like women in the summertime simply underneath the smell of fire and
yest yest yest yes is the word if your belief is magnificent
Plato was a philosopher that was born and died before the world
existed, thus irrelevant in your mind, stop.
Telegram: a large scary person stop
Arriving by train stop
He lived in a mountain and had no beard stop.
She drank whisky every day while living in the house by the mountain stop
Every single day stop
The brand smelled like summertime stop
You have to hit the keys harder everyday,
They created the querty which stayed with us
But I apologize a man came to speak to me about typewrtiers, typo
People came and left just not, some guy named Alex,
We all have common names.
and so onand as night has day your mind
will sway
well life will go on splattered thoughts
leave your thoughts keep your wit flushthe toilet deplete your shit
to find to know to feel to grow
from
once there was a breath that got awayit blew through my true love's hair
as the sun's fire tore down the sky
and everyone forgot where they were i'm trying to be here
dancing with the tiny worlds at large
in the midst of the madness and money
grabbing what we can
while our hearts still trample time
and every river whispers home come with me.
-brokemc