writing in sand
under the sun
staring up at heaven and
forging straight towards hell.
waiting for the waves
connect your dots
cross your t’s and dot your i’s
trace the lines,
follow their direction.
watch the waves take over
you or humanity or
temperamental water,
they’ll wash away
your pretty little picture
clean slate
and a fresh start.
connect different dots
different patterns
new meanings
in the same old shit.
just keep walking.
i feel like your poetry has a lot in common with mine, it describes the reality of negativity and the reality of living through it with a i dont give a fuck attitude, anyway thats how it inspires me. not sure if thats your intention, my shit is more depressing usually but i think you’d like it.
thank you!
and i think you just described the attitude of this poem [and others that i write...] pretty well perfectly in line with what was going through my head. ^.^
rawr, i just went to go check out yo stuff, but i cant get to your page? idk, tried clicking your avatar buttt mehh. 404 error. comment a link, perhaps?
yea im not sure how it works yet but one of my poems is supposed to be published today, and a few others later on. i dont know if you can see them till then.