June 2011
157 posts
ohaiinicole:
sweettalksweety:
PRESS PLAY...
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You're an Interstate Traffic Jam
madraniafternoons:
You’re the most miles worth
of a whim
I’ve ever pushed on well past “E”
in trying to maneuver through.
But with the whispers of a whim on the wind swept streets where the heat beats the cracked tar of the asphalt, will the weathered tires on our hands and legs hold out, for while the sun beats on our back and shines in our rearview, the stormy skies ahead predict darker,...
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Let me hear the bass drop, Till I feel my ears pop
RANDOM THOUGHT: Have you ever wondered if your...
mr3pointer:
When you rap a verse with no mistakes
I'd rather cuddle then have sex.
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The Succubus.
She sashayed to his side with her bells sounding
Salaciously she sought his surly surroundings
Scavenging and sabotaging his savage soul
She snatched his heart to be swallowed whole
With her sanguine scimitar she split his heart
Then sprayed and spattered his blood in a satanic art
Sheathing her sly slithering tongue back to dark slumber
She sojourned to said shadows till another happened...
The Grasshopper and Her Groom
madraniafternoons:
The kind and humbly handsome young man called her his.
“little grasshopper”, appropriate as the greener grass grew by his side- she yearned to be.
a vital and aged variety, shy sod a previous patch. She reasoned with rain not to make her a weed and pleaded with fate for a wedding and seed.
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Waiting.
Bones ache and creak like the hard wood floors
Spiders making cobwebs on unblinking eyes
Light peaks through cracks in half shut doors
Creatures using shadows as a clever disguise
A couch cushion weighted from overuse
And a window fogged by constant breath
A film of dust on a floor made from a sappy spruce
And the constance of a shadowed friend named death
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