My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
I am not merely made up of the past, the present, potential future; flesh and bone - I am emotions, sensations, feelings, vibrations. the wind or lack of.I am the unknown. the object of your affection. occasional rejection. sequential reflection; yet you do not know me - ©2023 TrilbyYates All rights Reserved.
Lovers come and go; over the years there have been many ...more or less.Skipping stones across the water while a turning tide is like sailing into the wind, but it can be the challenge that makes it all worth it; the proverbial chase or dance. At the end of the day when the sunlight begins …
Ode to the single woman with a hammer and box cutter Lifting, pushing, slicing, unpacking - duct tape is the enemy A neck and neck tie with the quiet moments That slip between each half assed unfinished ENDLESS task - epitome of hyperbole It's the down side of up awash the shift Daily itinerary and …
You might call me denigrating names Names, like sticks and stones Could break my bones Yet never truly touch me Names you would not call Your mother, sister, wife or daughter Or maybe, just maybe you would You could try to hold me back ...or attempt to hold me down And if by some cosmic …
All that crazy anticipation build up and worry as if yesterday was a blank page And all the steps taken have somehow been washed away like footsteps in the sand - how cliche! I remember laughing about all those old sayings one night during a brief love affair he filled my glass of wine up …
Ten second spin off you still can't recall my name and if I blink you would fade away only the scent of yesterday remains you don't hold a candle to him my Angel in the night Blue Moon Belgian style wheat ale is a cheap and much welcomed buzz words from a stranger send a …
A slight movement forward wind shifts suddenly and there is a tumbling sensation in each step I've taken your touch was never an absolute and as much as I knew that going in it's the coming out that's another story time is not on my side and as I wander between my thoughts there is …
A dimly lit room typical bar room glow Maybe, candles flickering - couldn't tell you... mood lighting keeps things soft, keeps life from appearing ...to harsh as per Blanche DuBois Music playing something in the background - for ambiance? Maybe not... I'm never sure of much when my focus is slightly off kilter Anxiety rises, …
You think - therefore you are You've got my number So to speak abstract Interchangeable female As is the status quo Mindless ramblings Of the current fool du jour We are all the same Gender bender screw off High heeled shoes and some slick lip gloss Plumping sexual montage Careful not to step inside Your deviant mind …
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