terrible poet & pixelated quill

a century ago  depended on tomorrow-

hold the course

street smart explorers

not lost in the void

buzz beep wired complete

blessed are the sassed in spirit,

starman can you copy?

it's possible i'm the village idiot.

Remembering the night...

saturn might hide

Forcing will on others is like drowning.

Would you like a piece of humble pie?

proof requires belief

beeps, tubes & iv's

Android interface

reminiscing past moods

it's ok really... i’ve been the monster before,

collective orbit

a time to be humble unraveling fears

Seventeen seconds was all we needed...

the silent workings

blue roses in her hair  she wore them everywhere

in the depths of the straits now-

save me space with thee

on prehnite mountain,

humans impelled change

Our Matrix is rapidly changing,

Look not away from what matters or become lost in amusing distractions...

Let us lament our fallen,

I had a dream about spirits of old,  ambling around in dusty corridors shaking their chains.

ruminations linger-

a serendipitous life guys-

the nightmare is nobody talks anymore.

thoughts are seeds

Quietly I whisper to anyone who will listen, taking a deep breath not so much of frustration but of concern.

lackluster days haunt me still,

Not at all What I wanted to see.

Mythology of heart,

And so i stand,

A foot is sure and solid...

Communing with ancestors

exist

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mature peas busting out of the pod,

is being a fortress builder on brand?

Maybe I'm a terrible poet,

where does the noise go

P eople pleasing