The Life and writings of a Twenty-Something private eye
If you stick around through this You will find the reason for this fire The story will be told to you by the smoke that spells out the music notes A fiery symphony of sorts And when that smoke clears you will find the intentions from my foundation It was covered by the shady energies […]
Read More Domestic Detox of The Mind,Body, and SoulYou’re the light coating of tar on my lungs While I follow the bread crumb trail of feathers Back to the place where you and your wings experienced discord Do not lay blame on the climate acting as circumstantial baggage For it is an off brand band aid Only covering the wounds I see you […]
Read More We’ll Talk About What Happened To That Halo SoonI woke up to being asked If I liked piña coladas I replied “I prefer coffee in pajamas” With a little Ernest Hemingway and a deep conversation Looking into her soul at twenty twenty Not blinded by inebriation
Read More No Offense Mr.HolmesI saw you again sitting at the bench that I run by every other afternoon You made the finger motion for me to come near Excited by nostalgia I made it towards your way But the wind brushed with your Sixer’s blazer in a certain way to reveal the needle wrapped in your Grandfather’s red handkerchief […]
Read More Fork in The BenchI see you laying there At 11:47 Normally when you’re in my bed I consider it heaven But the vibes were mismatched The mattress uneven I cooked you sunnyside up Only for the dish to become cold I crawled up next to you Kissed the back of your neck Praying I’ll see goosebumps form But […]
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