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I pull my cards
Put them in place
i ask the world
For mental space
They call me names
And predict ill fortune
Claim any gain I've made
Is another link on the chain
I've placed around my neck
To run is the cowards way out
An unguarded heart undone by fear
Unwilling in terror to let anyone near
It stays still inside it's shell
Convinced itself heaven contains its own hell
Plant your feet and become unmoving
Stand firm in your descion
To waver is your undoing
Your sickness entering remission
Is your mind in disorder
Or are you headed the wrong way?
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A quick stroll through a valley where angels fear to tread
Sweat upon the brow falls onto a carcass long dead
Picking through ruins, whatcha got whatcha get?
The walls close in,
Trap triggered, and the path is set.
Probably wishing that he had used his head
How he didn't feel fear
How he's never known death
Slide down a side passage so he can catch his breath
Pluck the ruby eyes from a statuette to the old gods
Give old boy a full nod;
Taking off like a fuel rod
He jumps gaps
Staying on track
Where before he formed a plan of attack
A successful heist
Watches out for a stab in the back.
Money split up
And the crew follows suit
Poverty held them together
It's what the pentacles do
Raise cups to good fortune
Making moves through open doors
Soon each of them sups lavishly
And all for fool who walked with no fear
Into the shadow of death
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I should do this
I should do that
I need to go to work
Id rather pet my cat
She lays around the house
Until she gazed upon the mouse
That made her stalk and hunt
And wiggle her but
To catch the squeaker
Walk her strut
And I'm so proud of my silent killer
Most proud of all i don't have to make dinner
At night she pouts,
With narrow eys
He little face
I narrativize
"Come to bed" "I'm sleepy now"
So I get up, to go lay down
And all the while
My baby sleeps
On my back
So I overheat
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I dropped my grandma's phone
I cracked the screen and scratched the lens
It made me feel so alone,
The last momento of the dead
So I will play her favorite song
I will make her favorite food
I hope that it won't take me long
So that I don't lose the mood
I had to pay for it twice
I had to pay for it twice
Because I knew she looking down and saying it's all right
And then I hear myself inside
Which leads us to a fight
Why you drop my grandma's phone
You cracked the screen and scratch the lens
You think you grown I shoulda known
When you stacked the deck against yourself
Did you think I wouldn't notice?
You make my life so difficult
Just grab a knife an-
But then I played her favorite song
We've got greens and chicken after all
I keep her memories with me
I could never drop my love
Cuz I know you would never stop watching from up above
Sorry about your phone tho
I'll get it fixed
#poem#poetry#patchwork poems#tarot#tarot cards#tarot reading#sorry nana#i love you#i met a nice woman who reminded me of you today and i made sure i helped her the best i could
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Archeology
It's really just dust in the wind
Built over the centuries but it comes to an end
Foundation cracks as vines choke back entities devoid of function
Time rolls on the weather begins thumping
Monuments stripped bare
Rust embracing every metal
As the grass emerges from each crack
The vegetation has struck back
Frozen rain covers the pass
Setting the scene for young adventures
Ragged breaths come
What they witness causes a shudder
A world taken by time
As the people refused to change
The ground quakes and rattles
the final buildings to the ground
Our heros begin searching
Keeping an ear to the ground
#poem#poetry#patchwork poems#tarot#tarot cards#tarot reading#spillled ink#this gone end up a one shot
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Comfortable Distance
Lighthouse across the sound
The beam lighting up the ground
I watch storm clouds roll in
Steam rising all around
Beautiful in the abstract
Dangerous when in contact
Maintaining a comfortable distance is in our contract
I think sometimes I need to keep the idea of you far away
But we're so close
And the closeness brings change
Things begin to rearrange
And spiral away
The storm draws closer
I feel myself getting older
Tears disappear in the rain
Mixed emotions spring forth
I try to follow the course
And cowardice takes precident
Overcoming my force
Of will they won't they
Too scared of putting cards on tables
And going all in
Don't want to be vulnerable
Can't stand to be hurt again
A comfortable distance
Cannot be maintained
I still struggle to move forward
I struggle to play the game
#poem#poetry#patchwork poems#tarot#tarot cards#tarot reading#spilled ink#boutta reread the great gatsby i think im just living his shit ass life lmao#no cuz get it#the green light#the blog#the distance#you get it#for a clueless idiot im pretty clever#only took 6 years
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writing lines, intoxicated on one drug or another, still waiting:
waiting for the voices to calm & for hands to reach out to me,
to be bathed within the blood, in some steady sentimentalism;
when the world seems cold we huddle together around flames.
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Ok Im pushing past poetic fluff
Intend to last when times are tough
I wish I may I wish I might
Learn to look straight at the light
Torn away from a perfect plan
Because I was a lesser man
My stressors now have upped the weight
It's high time I moved this plate
Here I sit upon my stoop
A passage writ by phantom troop
We see our fate
I show up late
But never do I miss the loop
I come back here once a year
So I can take in, smoke stained air
My home had burned
I held the matches
My skin cracks
And joins the ashes
Picking through what's left of my house
I wish that you would help me lift it out
Piece of myself i could not shift
I move to grab a pick-me-up
And find that chains hold fast in place
I kept myself inside that house
Never tried to find out
If you felt we could try again
Am I healthy enough to be a friend
The medicine is bitter
That's how we know it works
But we sit in sin
And flavor takes a different hold
Decisions made by silly kids
Fry oil and halos
Made me think about what I really did
And the things I carry
Changed my ways
So I can show the kids
Healing comes in waves
And with each passing tide
Our footprints slowly wash away
Can we only exist in the past?
I never wanted this to be a phase
#poem#poetry#patchwork poems#tarot#tarot cards#tarot reading#gonna have some music soon imma make different posts
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Seeing them in public
Like different sides
Of the same knife
Just being there is lovely
Flipping rides between
A life they had together
Or when goodbye was forever
We get there at the same time
Then I stare for a second
You ask me what's good
I don't think I'm ready for a reckon
Cashier knows a friend of yours
They're blocking the double doors
We slide off in the car now we're together
Everyone demanding explanations
Dip off dodging the extraditions
Sharing memories of a time gone by
In that car Bonnie found Clyde
Clandestine meetings with consequences on the horizon
The egos feeding off the soul
Then they weaponize them
Turn opportunities to heal
Into something small and petty
Tried and true, locked inside the roles that they selected
Mirror worlds, preach to the free but want to be protected
Moving on from everything that they themselves rejected
Eyes glued to the rearview
Why jeopardize our lives
With everything ahead
Why waste our time
Pick and choose a star tonight
That we might receive the same starlight
Dance upon the frozen air
And guide the way
To diamonds bright
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I want to dance with a hurricane
Let the winds take me back from the sea
Let my sins drown in the pouring rain
Stand up for my self seek to soar again
Feel the wind on my face from the hurricane
I once knew a place where I could be free
But everything changed once my eyes would see
The shadow thrown down
From the end of the line
I just wanted to have myself a good time
While I dance on the storm
And spread a few sparks
There's coals in my pocket I drop on the mark
They burst into every shade of flame
Encourage the storm to do the same
How could it go badly, at all
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Taking stock of the scene
The sights remind you of a nightmare
Or a dream in which no one fights fair
Of screaming from the rooftops
And throwing rocks at roof cops
Not a care in the world
For now
You were sight seeing
Trip to Europe
Inspires like a bolt of lightning
And you were sure of
You and your magical timing
The ice bath starts to burn your skin
Stitches on your belly feeling thin
The path you walked was the one less traveled by
They say witches once stalked the home in which you now abide
Curses and monsters now follow your every step
Saddled with the now ever present fear of the dead
The sprint you break into isn't fast enough
The choices you made turn to dust
As your struggle burns itself to ash
The restraints hold true
Only Scarface knows what's about to happen to you
#spooky vibes#spooky season#getting ready for Halloween#poem#poetry#patchwork poems#words#tarot cards#tarot#and on the right blog too
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New pop new shine
Bright colors clean line
I forget it's been quite a long time
Within a temple cleansed
We see sore spots revisited
Today's wishes put up for auction
Yesterday's cautions don't seem interested
In what tomorrow has in store
We cut more than we bleed
When we don't know what a knife is
And go to plant salted seeds
In the wounds we don't show
Each drop is precious
Placed through practiced hands
To be consumed by the lifeless
Picture perfect
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Take me with you
In you brand new beat-up car
I wanna hit the road
And end up somewhere far, away
On a one way trip to a brand new city
Give everyone the slip it's such a pity
That I wanna go with you
Wherever you end up
I'm not a gambling man but
With you I'll test my luck
If we're running away again
I'll give you til the count of ten
To pack your bags
Throw on your rags
It's time to go
We ain't done no math I can't be sure
But I think my love you are the cure
To every aching bone, knee, hip and back
Our path ain't set and we ain't done yet
Now baby I'll count to ten because it's time to pack
I wanna take you with me
On long and winding roads
I wanna break those rules we set before
This song might tempt me
To pack my things and go
But no matter where I am I can always call you home
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Sit with me a while
Let the bile in your throat build
Until it coats your lungs
And you leave your last laugh unsung
It's the latest trend, the newest style
Let the acid melt your teeth
You won't need them in the end
No more chewing no more beef
I don't think, I just feel
Checking in on what's real
I realize that I've got a lot to prove
Friends and family looking for a big move
Behind every poet lives a soul looking for love
Wouldn't even know it
If it came from up above
The design behind each lines leaves me looking for mine
I've got a bird's eye view
Of the haystack where I let the needle drop
Where the bar burned down
The sound was jazz meeting hip-hop
Hours fly by
Nights spent making music
Smoking weed; I was happy using
Behind every poet lives a soul looking to be understood
I wish I could
Do the same for you
Play a song and make dreams come true
Out fiddle the devil
And get my due
But I misunderstood
And that would be my mistake
The bile in my throat
Made me an angry ingrate
Taking advantage of unwanted advances
Squandering important chances
To fill up my plate
There I sit hungry and pondering
When the bile took my teeth
Behind every poet lives a soul looking for connection
A mind which feels the weight of a ton
Gives up protection in the pursuit of understanding
That we are simply the gods collection
Of love and hate
Real and fake
Enemies and lovers
And our true fate
We can take
To hold on to one another
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There's a empty pit way out in the jungle
They say it'll swallow the world
Sit awhile and see
What wallows in darkness
And makes the ground rumble
As it drowns out all sound
With a song
There's a bottomless hole
In that temple
Its song has lured many to their deaths
Forgotten texts tells us to be cautious
Rest assured you'll never be next
Monks threw trash
They threw gold
Sacred ash
And common mold
But the pit only ever grew
Until the day it did behold
It's ends would span the world
Folding inward on itself
Caution to the wind
As it was the only thing unable to be swallowed
It danced around the edges of the pit
And became music
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A world away
We've been sitting talking bout the good times
Retracing lines from the past
Over lines in our palms
I recited a couple Psalms
And truffles waft through air
Mingling with milds and black coffee
Your voice sweeter than toffee
But I'm filled with fear
Is it honey or poison
Dripping into my ear
Cycles grow larger
And unavoidable fact of life
Each time we step farther
Words cutting a deep slice
Deep wounds have festered
Sequestered in the coldest vaults
Moving past fingertips pointing
Looking for each other's faults
Blame spread thinner
And talking over diner
Has got two sinners
Walking through twisted streets
In the dead of winter
Colder days coming
You feel it in your feet
The urge to run away
To grip familiar fingers
Palms soaked through
What is one to do
Whenever I am happy my thoughts wander to you
What do you listen to?
Read about?
Study on your off days?
This is turning into a pretty long phase
It's hard enough to be without
But harder still to be with you
Circles grow larger
Another fact of life
And we step farther
Into an inverted paradise
The more that we drift
Through the gears as we shift
Moving on through a particular life
The further we get to the center
Of the wheel
In samsara we find peace
In the center
#what if i never wrote this song#what if you didn't listen#poem#poetry#patchwork poems#the wheel of fortune
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