anaximenes

'twere a world utterly destroyed

but I know the same can't be said

I do think about most of you,

you ever feel so distant from humanity, that you only survive until it makes sense

I don't think I ever evolved completely.

just so everyone is aware, if you comment rudely to me, I imagine murdering you in illicit detail,

sorry guys, I don't think I'm going out for halloween

how do you tell someone something they might not want to hear

going through the 40 plus, short poems I wrote 5 years ago about a guy I was having romantic feelings for , I haven't talked with him since then and don't have those tendencies anymore.

I've written five stanzas this morning, and they evolved from the stanzas I wrote about chopping down a tree earlier in this week, into meeting an abbess of a church and it is slightly sexual in a way. honestly I've been having a delight writing this poem this entire last year.

she told me, she saw the trinity in me

I've been here way too fucking long

I'd die to glimpse the bridge of your nose, speaking words to its summit ,

I'm not that old, even tho I feel I am .

neen someone to meet me on the precipice

I'm just a guy chilling outside drinking coffee

fifty stanzas's down , fifty to go . the fall canto is shaping up nicely .

a wasted life is a wasted life .

it was never in the cards for me ,

thinking about writing a hallowe'en poem akin and inspired by Robert Burns

I'm not going to lie when I say feel like one of the only normal guys on the internet. I'm not out here being a fucking weirdo, cuz why would anyone want to be like that