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And Miles To Go Before I Sleep...

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Stargazing

If you have never closed your eyes and savored

the taste of the sound of the stars in your mouth,

rolled them around, each vanilla twinkle and every

yellow sprinkle reminding you

     Today is the day that life begins

then you must not have lived

a day in your life,

     no?

— 1 year ago with 7 notes
#poetry  #creative writing  #stars  #spilled ink  #free write  #gay 
Inkwell

I was built to spill the ink from my veins onto your bleached frame

and tattoo the hidden swirls and contours of my mind on your margins.

With a twist and a curly-Q I carve my secrets in between

your light blue capillaries.

You are made of white gold miracles.

Hold my hand and lead me to God.

— 1 year ago with 1 note
#poetry  #creative writing  #spilled ink  #secrets  #love  #admiration  #adoration  #skeptic  #religion  #atheist  #gay 

and Sky said hello with a blink

until the planes fell from Her bosom

into her drinking bowl and emptied the sea

into China’s mouth.

— 1 year ago with 1 note
#poetry  #me  #gay  #personal  #freewrite  #headache  #confused  #writersblock  #i wish i could sleep 
Phoenix

The half-hearted phoenix has a way with words,

slit my throat and throw me in the fire

and I’ll raise up, the discouraged,

courageously owning myself, 

the miracle feathered firebird

of life.

I am only half the size of the Earth today,

but tomorrow I will span the skies,

winged by the sundrop goldilocked

cloudbursts of dazzled dawn.

I will wear the kiss of Elohim

upon my cheek.

— 1 year ago with 5 notes
#poetry  #optimism  #phoenix  #mythology  #personal  #writing  #muse  #happiness  #confidence  #gay 
This is the art for the tattoo I want. Done by Lakota Meyer from St. Peters, Missouri. It’s inspired by my love for music and poetry, as well as the Bukowski poem “Bluebird.”

This is the art for the tattoo I want. Done by Lakota Meyer from St. Peters, Missouri. It’s inspired by my love for music and poetry, as well as the Bukowski poem “Bluebird.”

— 1 year ago with 3 notes
#tattoo  #poetry  #music  #bukowski 
Qualtagh

Drop a pen into a puddle and hold your breath, never drowning

As an inkling of ink encroaches upon your ego and slings itself across

The silver Pacific, conquer distance, forget time, an intertwined interface

Brands us the long-lost spring, lips locked with summer as our souls tic

Like minute clockwork spirit-windings, forgotten in the volcanic hell-lakes

Swimming beneath our feet. We learned through glistened eyes not to be

Such children, Momma slapping the slipping syllables from our infantile gobs,

Saying: “Don’t you cry wolf.” And with wisdom so wet and wild we wondered:

"How could one ever live without such knowledge?" and then Niagra 

Dived down our dimpled cheeks and chased our breath from our cherub chests,

Drenching our bodies in everything we never wanted a part of. And as queer as it sounds,

You were the qualtagh of the quadrennial leap, the quietus of the quod,

The birth of beauty and the forgotten fear of fog.

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— 1 year ago with 3 notes
#love  #gay  #poetry  #perfection  #bestfriend