(via wonderlemon)
iran-ed asked: Please allow me to say that you are all kinds of awesome.
why thankya :)
I felt my death whistling through the grass
A quiet snake with no need to hide
I felt my death like a backwards pulse
A string unraveled behind me starting to respool
The potential of a hundred year long exhale
Considering 1am telephones
I felt my death in the grass
Bright green
I could taste the light leaving me in the summer
Like a child smudging messages on windows
I took off my shoes and placed a hand over my eyes
(Source: geoffrox, via rob-lowe-job)
ᏗᎦᏘᏍᏗ: Zombie apocalypse coming soon
5/16: McArthur High School HazMat Situation
Students, Teachers Decontaminated After Breaking Out In Rash
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/05/16/mcarthur-high-school-contamination_n_1521764.html
5/19: No confirmation on chemical at Fort Lauderdale International…
(via floranova)
Being
I wish we could be
Because they cut you
The same way they cut me
To the bruised center of a ripened fruit, low on the branch
Till the blade struck the soul’s hidden stone
And sparks snarled defiantly into the certainty of night
Of all nights
I wish we could
Be
Piece of mind
I don’t have health insurance
But I’m not worried
If I get sick and die
Or get cancer,
Maybe
Heart disease from eating pizza nightly
Then that’s what will happen
I may as well enjoy
My triple meat, double cheese pizza doused in tobacco
When I can
After all, death is gonna happen
No reason to pay and worry more for it
A poem for my muse, in two parts (before she drowns in it all)
camofrog asked: I love u
oh really? and why pray tell is that? stroke my ego and it will purrr
Anonymous asked: I respect you because you combined the two things I love. Poetry and The Civil War.
well good :D
