I bared my all for you
and you took a knife
and carved
‘not good enough,
not good enough’
in every cavern.
The clouds are taking shape ever so slowly. I used to have a lot of patience but I’m not sure what’s happening now. Does patience wear thin as you get older? I fear that.
Something new in the works! Stay tuned ☺
A snapchat poem I wrote at 3am. It’s been an art hiatus. I’m still dreaming about being in the road, the every ritual is hard to fall back into coz it seems so unreal.
Drawing update with a pretty background. On our way to Antelope Canyon.
A tiredness has over taken me. I dislike being unable to share. So I’m trying to open the doors and windows to air out the dullness. Here it is.
Everything’s got a hold of me. Only if I could let go, let me go, let it go. Nothing’s letting go.
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How cold you’ve become, before you’d laugh at the idea of having the simplest glimmer of thought, be it serene or harrowing. Now nothing moves in you, thoughts pass on by the barren landscape. They don’t take root and become seedlings for more ideas to spring. They just continue moving by in the arid terrain. When will you stick around, dear you?
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She’s the kind of lover I wish I had
midnight chillin’ lemonade sippin’
in fairly empty parking lots
with talks of crushes and rages…
Logical emotions and emotional logic
It don’t matter as long as you’re there
for a quick smile and a laugh
in the middle of the night.
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