“Blasé Blues”

The fun part is about to be over Gravity your head is pulled to fro every other direction Your mouth speaks but you hear nothing The clock’s stagnant time’s disappeared time has stopped (that’s how it feels anyway) and it’s ours to play with Thoughts and words copulate emotions step on oneanother not knowing you’veContinue reading ““Blasé Blues””


In a cold sea teeming with misconceptions and superficial kisses, is a small boat, and inside is a flame, meek but strong, with no plan of ever being put out ever again. And that boat will float oh so slowly, in a pace that pleases itself, because it’s done with the fast lane. Been there,Continue reading ““Sailor””