I could probably gain some popularity on Tumblr if I photoshopped my poems with Times New Roman font and weird spacing on a white background with maybe the occasional obligatory photo. But then I’d be the kind of person who photoshops his poems with Times New Roman font and weird spacing on a white background with maybe the occasional obligatory photo. And that’s not really who I...
The coolest thing I learned about myself in the past week is that I’ve never been baptized. Still got that OG sin. — Apparition (@legittalon) May 15, 2013
I wish I was more of a tortured genius.
Eh. Never mind. I have writers block.
hipster filth. hipster scum. you don’t know hipster until you’re a hipster bum. livin’ off the streets. no hipster fucking toms for your hipster fucking feet.
I’m deflated of words. The poetry I yearn to write is the scent of your skin. Waves of feelings, I want to conduct over your glistening aura. Wrap tongues around the words of intimacy. Carve essences of transcendence in your psyche. Words only frustrate me anymore. They cannot be crafted accurately enough to express how your fingers cross mine and my pores vibrate. I lose my voice...
Walk into the door. close it! oh no your shadow is still stuck to your feet and oh dear you can’t shake away that evil I’ll just have to stab you with this knife.
Bright orbs illuminate the dark cave. Shadows dance a knife carves the ritual is forever resonate.
There are some people who are orbited like a planet with moons There are some people who are spacey like stars are their eyes There are some people who cause hearts to flutter minds to float breath to shorten skin to vibrate and they do it every god damn chance they get because if they can’t feel alive then every one they touch should.
Curfew diamonds & the infinite spark. Lackluster paradise the brightest dark. Quarantine quantities derail the revolution sip fire. Tongue grooves in the revolving record
The cords in my throat oscillate. I am so affected tonight. I am so loose tonight. I say to you things I would not dare, in sunlight.
Those questions were written by a middle school girl I’m pretty sure.
Violate My Privacy.
1.Did you wake up cranky?
No, not this morning.
2.Would you date an 18-year-old at the age you are now?
3.Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys?
4.Would you ever smile at a stranger?
I do often. Both because I'm told to by my job and because it's nice to do right?
5.Can you commit to one person?
6.How do you look right now?
7.What exactly are you wearing right now?
8.How often do you listen to music?
Every day. As much as possible. Kid Cudi on repeat literally for the last three months.
9.Do you wear jeans or sweats more?
10.Do you think your life will change dramatically before 2014?
11.Are you a social or an antisocial person?
Social but I enjoy my moments of solitude tremendously.
12.If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?
13.Are you good at hiding your feelings?
In person more so then over technology.
14.Can you drive a stick shift?
15.Do you care if people talk badly about you?
16.Are you going out of town soon?
In a road trip.
17.When was the last time you cried?
It was over grades senior year. Haha.
18.Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?
Most often yes.
19.If you could change your eye color, would you?
20.Name something you have to do tomorrow?
Go to work.
21.Name something you dislike about the day you’re having.
I'm in bed by myself and having some sort of anxiety attack or something.
22.Have you ever liked one of your best friends of the opposite sex?
23.Are you nice to everyone?
24.What are you sitting on right now?
Laying in bed.
25.Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?
Cheating is stupid. I don't really believe in it.
26.Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have?
27.Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night?
28.Do you get a lot of colds?
Nope. Like once a year.
29.Have your pants ever fallen down in public?
Not in accident.
30.Does anyone hate you?
31.Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to?
32.Do you like watching scary movies?
33.Are you a jealous person?
34.If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be?
Probably like, the second one.
35.Did you have a dream last night?
36.Is there anyone you can tell EVERYTHING to?
37.Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?
38.Do you think someone has feelings for you?
39.Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?
40.Did you have a good day yesterday?
No. I work with idiots. But going home was real nice. The lady at seven eleven gave me a drink card and punched like five out of ten.
41.Think back 2 months ago; were you in a relationship?
42.Is your life anything like it was two years ago?
Similarities could be drawn.
43.If the person you wish to be with were with you, what would you be doing right now?
Sleeping very contently hands tangled.
44.What’s the best part about school?
Haha. Nothing. Fuck school.
45.Do you have any pictures on your Facebook?
46.Do you ever pass notes to your friends in school?
Not anymore. I don't have friends in school or I would.
47.Do you replay things that have happened in your head?
48.Were you single over the last summer?
Sort was in a silently mutual mental relationship with like three people. So, no?
49.What are you supposed to be doing right now?
Sleeping or homework. Fuck you.
50.Don’t tell me lies, is the last person you texted attractive?
Yes. I do think so.
Forest flourishing with Rain showering over Vines wrapping around Peace within the
Time is twine around the outline of our future unwound by our progression. Divine is the accented shadowy outlines of your always more enchanting face.
A feather slowly burning, you float through my bones. The flame crackles yearning– where it lands will be home.
Spirals in your eyes.
Jenna fucking Schatzmann on the song cover! Hot...
Me reading one of my recent poems. this...
astrocock: Simplicity seeping into me. cleansing me like listerine. Wash away the cold, antihistamine. Don’t apologize for what you did to me. We are history, drown in misery. You are dead to me. Cyanide, all inside, my brain is no longer alive. I reside in the cracks of the past, a tear through time. Cut out your eyes, so I can what you see through mine. I soak up your essence. I’ll just...
astrocock: Talon’s new song is tight as fuck. I was high as beans last night, and I listened to it three times, and my pants started getting tighter. That beat and the weird ass voice effects tripped me out. Shucks homie thanks.
Let this be a beacon. Let this be a monolith to which you find yourself curiously and viciously attracted. Let it show you the best of me.
I’ll tie myself into complex knots and will you unravel me please? Your hands work magic on these locks that bar me from relief.
Did motherfuckers ever find Jay-Z? Does he still owe money for his exceedingly firm ball?
melancholiccannibal: its when i catch just the quickest glimpse of you I get lost in that. Then its over.
I have not slept right since.
Ripples crawl across the grass. Such a delicate moment like glass. “Don’t shatter.” She whispered. Her words a rock. Me like glass. Her actions deliberate and transparent. She like glass.
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Little flowers are your blooming eyes. Fire is the soul within your flesh. Thoughts are love notes in disguise. Your heart a cozy nest.
Took a little tumble (Ha! And I’m tumbling about it.) on my long board on my way home from school. Scrapped up my right arm and hit my head on the concrete pretty hard. I’m pretty sure I’m not concussed but to be certain I’m just going to put on this new Indicud leak and fucking rage. Just to be sure.
Damn that’s sick. What an improvement! Great work.– Me regarding the new Tumblr Android app.
The best part was it just started raining and we let it embrace us.