Carving Visions

Touches of recognition
Had such a foreign feeling
After so long of being dealt
With hands that only knew to harm
And burn in marks of denial
The former was familiar
Gripped in contempt for shame
The latter rediscovered
With intent to heal with hands
A tongue carving visions with every lap
A voice of endless curves
Which dove across sweet warnings
Your eyes shone of ambitions
For my approval
Rupture
Validation
Nurture
A death that glistened
Blessed were you
To have found the harvest
That which was my body
And saw that even the chaff
Wasn't to be tossed but admired.

Wait and See

I welcome you with a locked hand
What you feel may explain
Oh, hope you'll never see me angry
With no plan I let it rush to my head
40lbs. of karma lifted
Trial and error greet me as they do
With 40 more to burn away
Should all I've seen
Inside the mind remain?
Seeking better days
To evict these resentments
In all the little ways
Now all of me's cradled
In a lonely language
Death in the eyes
I'm alive in the pain
40 more to wait and see
Come one, and don't stall
How well I've painted over
Marks of exhaustion
I'm doing the best that you won't
And am now left to wonder
I know that you'll never need me
Yet leaving things that mark a return
All over and under
Wishing only that you'll say
With a look of want and no caution
All over and under
Your last word to set me free

Tbh I'm having a moment & the spirit world I feel is mirroring where we should be but havent yet broken through to and so far they booking such a dope line up and im just trying to be a roadie so I can snag the setlist without paying up to Charon because of reasons of the living and flooding up the Styx butk oh right NIHILISM = YTNESS toxic culture absent substance in the meantime I gotta live through all of the shit and the shine but remain present at the same TIME = GRAVITY = WAIT.

Final Thought: Drink more water, Eat more pistachios, and make more boiz Cry this new month. #8housemoon #manicmoments #8housesun #september