Intoxicated;
The emptiness inside you,
Still seeks affection.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
Until hipsters and rich people trampled everything
In their desperate attempts to look cool and original
Then cut down the trees, put up pricey apartments
And ruined everything.—Not Robert Frost
Fuck Kirk Cameron
Fuck Rick Santorum
Fuck George Zimmerman
Fuck Rush Limbaugh
it felt windy
in my chest,
blushed by breaths
captured under suns;
but stars witnessed
the truth,
tears the light
never
saw.
I remember reading this for the first time the day before my grandfather passed. It’s something he would’ve said had he had the chance.
I’m putting this shit on my wall.
Roses are red,
Gold is gold.
Get on your knees,
And do as you’re told.