The following poem is from a project I've been working on for a few years entitled Love Ain't Neutral. I think it's important because I wrote this during arguably the start of the best period of Life, yet still these type of feelings found me. I found that surprising so I wrote throughout that low because I knew eventually, I'd surface and breathe anew.
This photo was shot using an iPhone XR and the Moment Anamorphic lens. I tweaked the original using the auto feature in Instagram. Enjoy - jmaw
Poet's Note: I wrote this during the Summer of 2019. Little did we know... fuck you, me the we that we be the people of the #firstworldproblems is our vibe trie
it was reported earlier today that 45 has decided to address and create a new day he tweeted about Tuesday, but we think he really meant today
“I’m a doctor and I’m running out of patience” Juice said Another Young King, gone too soon, gone to the moon Listen to the lyrics – Wasted, wasted, wasted*
Light Dreams like Light Beams I dream in beams of light even when the World don’t seem all right I don’t know where to go
As if 2020 couldn't get any more bananas, Kanye West is running for President. And while the ship on his campaign may have already been run ashore before it even had the chance to cast its glorious sail, you should consider voting for Kanye.