lovely lonely

words and swords

so when all the words lonely

mouths of art look me eyes

when the guns of love bullet

ballet thinking in the suburbs

take my red squishy heart

unbreakable like a universe

inject that shit storm brain

this mind of many souls

orchestra of music and time

and all the words lonely

live in lovely lines…

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: