poem by the homie RIP!

She deserved to be kissed.
Held.
Made love to.
But her hearts on the floor.
Next to her shirt.
And her underwear.

She's my friend.
Together we are.
Two fallen Angels.
Tip-toe-ing our way through God's back door.
Hiding out in Heaven.
For this moment.

- RIPMC

LOVE this poem. It really is a reflection of the chaos which is my current love life. Oddly enough im content.

lets try: writing haikus!

The deafening blow

Eerily fell upon me

An epic knockout

You know whats constant

The defeat of enemies

They fall silently

My song sounds like breeze

Tastes tough like earthly gravel

Come have a listen

The scent of hot sex

Laced with a hint of red wine

Enter my bedroom

Paint me in bright hughes

Paint me in technicolor

Great, now tear me down

When I first tried one it took me awhile. Then after that all the ideas started to flow. They came so fast that I didnt have a chance to get them all down. I like this style. Sitting in on Leigh's class actually lead to me learning to appreciate them. She also sparked the idea of combining a bunch and transforming them into stanzas in a poem. This is just the beginning. there is more to come!