The recipe tells me
That the remedy
To relinquish my distress
Is to express.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Contemplations From A Black Star Citizen.
The recipe tells me
That the remedy
To relinquish my distress
Is to express.
– Original-Dante ©2016
The gravitational pull
On those who give
All they have
To those they meet.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Her redundant reciprocation
Puts him at ease
On a one way trip
To capitulation.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by:Â Alex37
That cloud you see
Is the best representation,
The best
Physical manifestation,
Of my current thought bubble.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by:Â catch—22
There’s only so much
You can take before
The mentally induced
Anesthesia kicks in.
– Original-Dante ©2016
So loud in her
Meant-to-be-dominant perceptions,
Varied in nature
But each time she speaks,
You hear it twice.
– Original-Dante ©2016
How can you,
In your right mind
Refuse to play
Hide and seek
With the world’s Largest
Gold nugget?
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by:Â ann-beyond-repair
In place of a sling
He uses the air,
In place of rocks
He slurs words,
“Ouch” she says
Inwardly,
On a daily.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Forgive me
For being in touch
With myself
More than anything else.
Seemingly dichotomized
From our joint fantasy
Yet feelings
For you encompass
The better part
Of my thought process.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by:Â S4SH4X