busy moments

All things come to me as he world’s brain sleeps.

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ink eyes and murders

2018-09-20 20:41:53.864

Rum in my blood
rum in my stomach
rum in the nude
hot
awake
midnight

Social media is the devil. It creeps.


Old eyes watch and whisper questions.
I am a closed eye of inks. No need for histories as the future is of paint and canvas the grows bigger than the skies. The sun is not the friend of the moon and murders I hang out with love the Moon. They dance bare skinked in the face of bonfires. Sweet and hungry for lusts of creativity.

My coffee cups miss the taste of Rum.

inks in eyes and coco butter kisses

2018-09-20 22:35:29.657

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Makers madness

Building and making nonstop and taking vitamins. And a murder.

always making

Like a blaze

Like the world was on fire seven seconds ago.

We were twigs on the ground full of crunch. The heart knows who and what we chased in the silence before underfoot.

Best parts of us full of leaves in one form.

Fall is coming.

Colors

sounds

and the cold

pumpkin favored kisses over the yes.

 

 

In our last lives we were birds under water.