BigthinkingcapI don't fear much and death least..
For without fear one is free to live and love to the fullest, dear rooftop dancer
I will grab your tongue
and twist it while you are talking
Don't test me, baby
To live this life is to capture
poetry in crystallized strands
Like webs tangled
around your senses
To take each one
and weave as if on loom
A present
To be opened by another
To be felt
as soft as cashmere
or as prickly as burlap
For if words are not felt
the poet has failed
Odd how over a lifetime
we give pieces of ourselves away
and yet never quite seem to empty..
So tell me, love..
how can that not be but beautiful..
most walked around so perfumed
even their asses smelled of jasmine
but there were a few if you took the time to look that had a scent of opened intestines and bleach
those are the ones I gravitated towards..
those that fucking reeked of living
Fuck, listen up, man
all you need to know about death
is that it walks in red fuck me heels
and has one hell of a killer ass..
ThinkingCap đŠBut baby,this is the part where we all scream
To live this life is to capture
poetry in crystallized strands
Like webs tangled
around your senses
To take each one
and weave as if on loom
A present
To be opened by another
To be felt
as soft as cashmere
or as prickly as burlap
For if words are not felt
the poet has failed
most walked around so perfumed
even their asses smelled of jasmine
but there were a few if you took the time to look that had a scent of opened intestines and bleach
those are the ones I gravitated towards..
those that fucking reeked of living
there may be times you think I am ignoring you..
but never, love..and I am sorry
for those are the moments I am protecting you from these demons