Poetry and quote image archive.

time to move on as i listen for the gong the slow moving distance it’s coming but so slow i know it’s time to go the show it’s long overdue but yet, i listen for the tune like i love the blue wear my tap shoes just in c…

the days pass they come and go conversations die like the fourth of july sent a message as you unpacked your luggage “do i get to see you today” a few hours a few showers, a few distractions a yes “should i pack a bag” …

the fit i’d throw, the flute i played the song i made how mad i’d get when you tried to pay the day goes on the grave stays strong pain stays safe like i should wait as a trail i’m supposed to take do i go straight? ‘ca…

it’s just a cord pull it, turn me off time to storm let’s leave the port fear for short feel the force end up, such a lovely morgue are you bored? do you mourn? are you torn? travel with me? we’ll go to luxembourg all b…

i’ll pick you up yet we meet instead smile as i make my way “you look nice” thinking back what a surprise how i miss that time i just smile the look in your eyes forget the lies forget the wise you, the prize thank you …

i wish i knew you when we were kids how we’d run the thrill through the hills we’d play ball that was all now we’re grown one of us almost bald our topics always broad but they always revolve around you no longer just t…

what a winter i say with a shiver you should ask how’s your liver occasionally a quiver as i think about the river still a sliver of you here, killer i’m still rather bitter especially when i’m at dinner and i think of …

i’d come back and die a different way each time i’d take the pain forget the money live by honey i’d live for tonight i’d only shine if it meant i could retie the vine i swear i’d walk the line i’d stop the wine if only…

i turn the light off take my walk i think about you a lot it never seems to stop i’ll be eating see you in the sauce turn on the computer your face appears when it’s supposed to be microsoft i can’t get enough i can’t g…

we yelled fuck the police carved our names in trees ran through streets living piece by piece listening for a beat life’s so sweet sometimes it takes the heat to win the freeze seventeen to sleep a bee to sting an elite…