I twist and turn
On a hot summers afternoon
No inclination for movement
Or anything new
These tangled languid times
Are required to
Get back on my feet
To get back and compete
To be the best
Me
I can
Be
My Tangled Languid
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Judicious Relations
I knew walking in
That my time was running thin
That the thoughts of the surrounding
Few
Were enough to undo
My state of mind
So I laid back
I laid low
The judgement set
Had already taken
It toll
Marginalized Love
I arrested the thoughts
That had made a bad impression
On my mind
Unforgettable characters
Lined up
Side by side
I feel alive in every inch
Of my mind and soul
From a marginalized love
To the heart of my own
When Silver Linings Cut
When the hope
Cuts deeper than the passing of time
The in between haunting
That will float in our minds
I will bleach my eyes
Until the white is all that is left
So that when the hope comes back
I can wrap my bandages
And walk out into the open
Street
Toxic Infinity
Where does it stop
I am sick of toxic masculinity
But by being publicly stated
I feel I am going to be castrated
To firmly believe that not all men are bad
That is with those same broad
Strokes of generalism
That humanity has done it’s most heinous work
Under such infirmity
To instruct the world to hate
With such fervent stride
So with my beliefs
By my side
Each man is different
As I want the best for my wife
My family
I hope that we can understand
The differences that make each person
Beautiful
Rather than
Hateful
Gleaned Pages
Pulled from the sources
All around my fingers
There is a place that I fall back into
A smooth character
Of flat wood
Agonizing over every detail
Holding on to a world I
Barely know
A Cup of Songwriting 