I still have hope, but I'm not sure why
Convinced I'm going to loose my mind
-Maybe not just yet, or so at least it seems.
Nihilistic Nightmares...
of canvases spray painted solid black
"That's art man, I swear that's art. Isn't it Beautiful?"
Communities in mayhem...all over town
Racist redneck customers in gas stations...all over town
-Late night pit stop for jerky and beer.
Uncomfortable, Violent, and Retaliatory impulses-
Mixed with pot and a heavy guarana extract.
Conflicted Convictions...
CONFRONTATIONS
"Fuck it man, just say fuck it. It really ain't worth this shit."
Laugh it off, shake it off-
Bump knuckles with the cashier for taking it.
Cold pre-winter air caps off the moment perfectly.
"It'll all get better, it'll all get better, but shit...I just don't think it will."
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The Immaculate Musings Of the Misguided Miscreant Known As Igneous Mouse
PoetryA collection of my poetry which is commonly my way of dealing with life; both the good times and the bad, all of the weird moments, the unexpectedly inspirational events, as well of those unfortunately hard ones that we learn lessons from. I like to...
