His heart fluttered
His eyes widened
He moistened his lips awkwardly two or three times
He recognized this as the most beautiful sight he’s ever seen
The withheld image
Similar shit, different cohort
#YOLO is the new No Regrets
You only live once
A perfectly true sentiment
Meant to provide courage
And promote taking risks
A Beacon of stupidity
Idiocy’s mating call
Hashtag tattoos
#YOLO
Substance abuse
Unprotected sex
Regrets
No Regrets!
You only live once
Do something you wont see on MTV
Do something worthwhile
Delay gratification
Better yourself
Read a fucking book
Contribute
You only live once
Die with no regrets
I like my women inversely as to how I like my coffee
Black, strong, invigorating and in the morning
Hurrah pale, vulnerable, life-sucking, night owl girls.
Center ball
Level cue
Visualization
Once a week instruction and a show
See the line
Step on the line
Come down on the line
Compelled by nothing but a love of the game
And inherent kindness
Chalk in hand
Loose grip
Proper bridge
Providing criticism, encouragement, assessment
English
Mosconi hits
Speed control
An opportunity to be a pupil again
Twenty thousand leagues out of my sea
A land locked lady and a manatee
Seeping, seething
Caustic creeping
Cracking the foundation
Bursting into basements
Coursing through the cases of
Albums and Heirlooms
Smoldering beneath noxious plumes
Floating up stairs
Wafting into living rooms
Where they’re consumed with
Pills, booze, and news
The catalyst, the fuse
Inserted in throats to make us spew
Out bay windows
Bays of filth
Filth
Seeping, seething
Caustic creeping
Cracking the foundation
The heartland of our nation
Drowning in our own vile bile
Ennui are we
In the land of the free
Nothing to do, no where to be
We sit and debate morality
Without ever approaching a boundary
Asymptotal failures
Dear followers (and I guess anyone else that sees this),
NaPoWriMo is coming up and I’d like to finally complete it.
If you’d be as kind as to leave a topic for a poem in my ask box that would help bunches.
Thank you
Yours truly,
Connor
Death:
Cessation
Peaceful
Boring
More than mind-numbing
Non-existence
How terribly exciting death is
Nothing matters but matter
And when that’s gone
You’ve never been so full of energy
Death
Decomposition
Transformation
Creation
When you finish being
You are
You simply just are
Unadulterated existence
No consciousness to get in the way
No fear, or ambition, or plans to distract
You simply are
Complexly are
Massive and Energetic
Atomic
Infinitesimal, Ubiquitous
Perfect