You create yourself from nowhere. Your own Pygmalion, you draw the lines of your face, and slowly, artistically, imaginatively, the map becomes a territory.
Tag: black water
even more poetry
THERE i want to run far away from here to a place where i can just be content surrounded by peace and pure rage ice and wine flowing through my veins driving me to slice poetry and bibles into the palms of my hands WAITING as i sit in the darkness gazing at the black… Continue reading even more poetry
The Bridge
I stood here on this Bridge and I peered down into the black water, a tear flowing down my face quickly joined the giant watery grave. I closed my eyes and saw his face, Drake’s face. His brown spikey hair reflected the sun and his green eyes held so much emotion. We laughed as we… Continue reading The Bridge
indestructible
sitting at the edge of the dock staring at the lake reflecting on my toughts and the plunge i’m about to take