school boy ramblings: Tapsilogue

*** had been clearing my head lately.like a sponge coughing its last drop. bloating to some old relief. and the wife is right.i need to write again.it was like what 2 or 3 years since my hands weave tales without guitar chords threading the same straw.
anyway,found these in some domain.little silly treasures.my beloved goods from my long forgotten life.maybe there’s still a whole lot of me who is itching to be humiliated by my careless school boy ramblings. i won’t be biting my nails now if this doesn’t make my heart do the tra-la-la. well, there goes my drama.here goes my head.

Blue Light Dinner

Mincing the words gently
as I hush rainfalls
in the room,with every
strum
on this six stringed sanctuary.
You welcome the silence
as if it
was a long lost friend.
The gaze you’re bitching
seems to blend very
well
with the fried scent of our dinner.
It was contagious.
Inch by
inch,
the space became defenseless.
deflating….

I heard
the
neighbors recite their prayers.

Blue Flower Dress i shouldn’t be here. but nobody i repeat nobody would dare utter an excuse against the soft,warm nudges of the morning after drifting to swollen glands and more familiar things or,exchange humid saturday naps with your blue flower dress gleaming as the world birthed no tomorrows in thoughts sending tremble to my limbs. words just appeared too wordy to be invited unfleshed. sleep is not the sweetest thing in the world tonight for every time your eyes blink, stars fall.

p.s.
more of my buried magic to grace these pages.soon.man am i bad on colors or what.

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