I’m feeling that writer’s anxietyThat I’m not keeping up my paceEven though my only real goalIs to write one poem a dayWhich is already insaneBut then I’ll get thoseBursts of inspirationWhere I’ll knock outA dozen or so poemsIn a day or two, thenAnother dozen ∿ the next& I’ll feel like a Poetry godBut then I’ll … Continue reading Writer’s Anxiety

I’m writing something nowNot really sure what it isThe clock started chimingSo I said, “why not?”I kinda wish the clockWas still chimingIt gave me a bit of flowInspiration to help me goBut it happens to be 1 o’clockSo after it’s little songIt only chimed onceWhich makes sense for functionAs it helps tell Time without lookingBut … Continue reading Locke’s Clock (A Full 12)

I feel offline Disconnected From my self I know it's only Temporary, but It doesn't change The fact that it feels Dead when N'B'Tween

It's strange I've resented My Masculinity Girls always made me Feel real - flower power B painted Pink, because Only faggots care about Whatever I do with my dick So, don't call me the one who's sick When You have a fetish for where I put it I'm in a weird mood, so I've decided … Continue reading Homophobic Fags

I've beenThinking aboutwhatever scares MeSince spiders & the DarkN’Ø longer scare Me, NowThat I have grown-ûP, so¿whatever does scare Me?The one image that keepsPopping up B: after whenI have finally done whatI have 2 do; done whateverThing I needed 2 get back 2 ÜHow even then, I -§till- imagineThe Love öF my Life & wondrous … Continue reading Her Diary öF Disappointments (Grown-ûP Fear)

Feel'И NauseaFrom the thought öFwhatever...Noth’И N’particularNow that EY4 think aboutiTwhatever iT BEy3 don’t really N’Øwhat.EY4 mean – MysteryIsn’t meant 2 B Found outRather Lost 2 the realization &ÜnderstoodLike 311 ∿ §weetDreams create Sugar WorldLike Tyler: 4 Real; 4 Real; 4 ReelLike the dance – 4 Hands;King Crimson can beatiT – 2 hands might B-Enough-4 Stans … Continue reading The Mystery öF iT