“I’m right there,
almost ready to let go.
Understanding that no one can relate,
so I must create the picture.
Destruction down to the ashes,
for a whole new foundation.
Top soil rich in understanding,
perfect for trees of enlightenment.”
simply:complex
“It’s been a minute,
but still everything’s the same.
Not even two,
maybe three things,
have changed.
Besides,
possibly,
the meaning of Wayne.
The sacrifices it takes to truly maintain.
Adapting this mainframe with jackhammers not daisies.
Evolution is ugly,
it is the definition of change.
Growing,
or losing,
to the benefit of our brain.”
simply:complex
“Simple ideas weaved into articulate webs of tyranny and injustice out of fear.
Fear born from what they saw, and the potential that it could sprout.
A system of checks and balances rooted in the small minded mentalities of the talentless. Being forced to play on the level playing field of a master of sport. That terrifies you.
Your whole superiority complex revolves around the idea that we aren’t capable.
No you’ve never seen us try.
No we’ve never had access to the tools, or even been given a chance, but that’s irrelevant to the narrative.
We are better!
Ignore the headstarts, and the tainted hearts. Shit you shouldn’t even be in this room.
Beautiful how we still found ways to make it.”©
simply:complex
Was just minding my business,
going thru the motions.
Until I stumbled on this picture,
and drowned in its’ potion.
A nameless stranger,
captured in all her glory.
Fueling my creation,
rewiring my mental station
inspiring this story.
Radiating,
captivating,
I adore thee.
“Love isn’t found in the crevice.
It isn’t found in the nook,
or cranny.
The endless cracks invading slowly.
Love is found in the field,
swaying in the wind.©”
simply:complex
“Seems I want you the most.
Checking every corner,
every crevice.
Every flashing sign,
every creative mind.
Come across so much eye candy,
so much soul food,
but I’m still starving for something true.
Love I crave you;
you’re everything I want to see,
but I refuse to have to change myself just for you to realize me.©”
simply:complex
“Late night.
Screen flickering against the hopeful uncertainty of inspiration,
found in a place you least expected it.
Genuine, honest and full of laughter;
character and wisdom that could fill up chapters.
Who knew?
Who knows?
Regardless if it’s real,
I still enjoyed the show.©”
simply:complex
“If you can’t enjoy the passage of time,
than you aren’t really living.©“
“wasting away
day by day
and it’s ok,
I wasn’t put here to stay.©“
Anyone reading this know a good editor? Anyone interested in editing my book for money? Let me know, it’s almost time.
