Enan's original poetry: i-p
in closing
Open your mind
Bend your ear To the possibility Fight tooth and nail Beyond the pulse Brighter than light Chance encounter provokes insight Heard for once though soaked in lie Truth be told In falsehoods mold A brat to test the will of man Destiny stirred toxic plan Points to start at Places to die at People mine to take Their purpose mine to pontificate infinity or bust
Keep a pad of paper by your side
Every single moment youre alive Uncork and bubble at a hair shy of mach five To the brim on a whim, out every drop flies Feel what you see and taste every sound Pure pleasure in travel with a map upside-down Talk non-stop for hours when theres no one around Dont say a word when to others youre bound knit
So many stories to file;
The kind to watch and hear ripe; Blemishes prove fallacious façade. Teachers told of ugly storytellers; Offended girls hit back harder; la
New city and the beauty blinds
A life potentially sublime Grease up the toothy grin my friend Dont be scared to grossly imagine Tongue bravely thrashing, Lead the way to brash
One hung little ape
Yelps at the Shake of his tree; Old tail unanchored.
I havent made me a man
My dad certainly had no hand in it Mom picking dad kinda negates her What made me man was death What made me man was truth I havent made me a reason My religion couldnt finish it Man making religion nicks her What made me reason was light What made me reason was sight
I thought that family hurt.
The thought itself hurt more than the reality. Considering why it hurt, hurt more. Hurt could be passed to others. Finding her would be a bargain. Getting them could be that too. Even though half-certain glows, She could erupt a fever inside. Taking a chance on family, Could breed exponential cost. Stay safe in one and fuck blood.
Meet the busy.
They smile because they cant see. A handshake away from freedom. Lets get it on. In you ends the power to relate. In you end on hello. In you ended. O remember how it went. need
Cataclysmic search for holes
Desire like youve been told Quiet now Murderous green tingle Not sound But squirm Ear told by the tickle Jump quick Clawing at the hearth Hearts that beat together Save one Stay high Hunger now quieted Rumble stops cracking Calm comes What once riddled Now smiles And lies Feeling just a little- More pangs! Envious of the belly Laying sleepy in his. |
Open your head To all it can bear Increasing speed Towards transferring Bleed introspectively Biting tongues with mite Involuntary muscles Fluid spite Red enough to make any man cry Not sad but aware what they rely Truth be told Alls been sold In only an instant With no imprint By the that That inhabits What a mind can inflate As the worst and darkest of fates They say there are no two snowflakes alike And a rumor each moment cant happen twice Well I say, with no end theres no start We push and we push til were given new hearts Pop goes us Ahead of no one we thrust Past what was Its infinity or bust Learn from those knowing more.
Repeating tales rare to strangers; Watch foreign leggy creatures; Plug remembering another spark. Wear a hat close to home; Fear of falling subsides twice; Safe keeping assets worth little. Actually listen to the ancient hum; Unfamiliar resonance glossed oer; Embarrassed spitting out conjunctions.
Enter the Land of Wuz
To tussle with the bustling before Try and figure because Too rustle with the leafy lore Try and figure because You swim only in what was. While at the Land of Wuz Be mindful of the tender spots Triggered mostly by love Be thoughtful with your selfish plots Triggered mostly by love You can dream high up above. The Land of Wuz Tells tales untrue So delightfully new We fall prey to love Eat at the Land of Wuz Earning fatty deposits Finger-licking beloved Aroma fresh skins Lingering past beloved Fasten natural buzz I havent made me a plan My experience couldnt steer it And I cant resort to finding her What made me plan contradicts What made me plan now makes me sit I havent made me an end My last end brought me back to it To be lost simply cant be in her What made me end was thought What made me end was not I thought that loneliness killed. The thought itself brought the reality closer. Knowing how it killed helped. A combination dose would do it. Trust in the last name again. The fortuneteller would burrow. Remaining blunders evidence What could awake an inside. Taking a leap of faith, Could bare a baron wake. Make top dollar to fuck time. I thought that devotion birthed. The thought itself stemmed toward light. Confusing growth that wont stop. Devotion stares for nothing. Get the promotion to wax. Driving nowhere but totalsville. Pull out in time for traffic; Preventing nobody from loss. Taking a breath at a time, Could spawn lethargic bait. Combine and fuck individuality. Burn new toilet seats; Cushion the blow; Airy region greets Crap without water. Foul up the opaque handler. Lets get it down. Dance on dirty floors not looking down. Dance on during quiet times. Dance on daytime. So the sun releases its rays. Tickle callused feet; Tailgate the wind. Heady breezes sneak Grazers past tree fruit. Crush grass and feel the depression. Lets get it. Be my Frankenstein. Be mine. Beam.
Sister on the only account accessible
Where does that leave identity? Subordinate to time constraints. What happened to networking? Where did connection go? Perfect attendance in an interpersonal communication class; Stocking the new milk leaving the old for the hurried up front. Happens that dependency strives to find neglectful passes. Mom with crazy innards; Dad crazy outwards; The opposite of balance finds a home sickly enriching. Grandeur of god pales to escapism. Be good and be told great. Attempt awesome and aggravate hate. Let the worries boil popping the surface. Whirl voluntarily to fall and vomit. End happy but never lose regret. |
