A sip - a sip or two Cinnamon sticks and cloves in few floating stars and citrus moons honey sweet in tablespoons - A deep plum shade warmed orange-flame
By kazmyn 6 days ago in Poets
a landing, rebranding, they’re standing amidst our own human universe, so i’ll take them to a show! bring the lights down low,
By kazmyn 2 months ago in Poets
is day dreams of later wavering over plans made a map of where to go a destination a broken clock in double time unbuttoned blouse and fresh white socks from bellis fair strip mall
By kazmyn 3 months ago in Poets
in another life maybe we could still be friends and i wouldn’t wonder what happens after in another life maybe you would have taken a breath
make it up to me you said you’d make it up to me but it seems to me like all you’ve done is let me down and i don’t blame you
the day i went back to the dock where you kissed me in front of your friends moments before reiterating that this would not be another lover story
scared to die but i think about it all the time and i wish i didn’t cry planning for the end but that’s not really true
two men in the alaskan sea-tac lounge leaning over free sausages and cocktails and reminiscing. 8am. one asked “where are you from?”
i am a child and a painter, and a sculpture and a liar and a truther and a baker, microwaver frozen heater fan of silence, fomo speeder
i’m right yes i said this come give me a squeeze i’m at the peak of freshness if you’ve been asking around trying to figure out the hype
i know a song about god leaving us in this hot car of a world like the yellow lab in the black range rover on the tacoma ferry to bainbridge
i started rhyming about a lady who has only drove me crazy and i realized that my words were far from ever going anywhere.
