HOT AIR
Figments of my exaggeration
have bounced out into the world
spread mouth to mouth
like an airborne virus
THE WORDS ARE CONTAGIOUS
And soon enough they
bounce back at me
Only now they've grown teeth
sharp enough to bite me in the ass
I'm being attacked by past tenses
while borrowing nails to help
mend too many broken fences
this isnt the disease itself
but it's damn sure a symptom
If I had sense then Id
keep my words to myself
tucked neatly beneath my heart
because that's the place I guard the most
And hidden under that safety
of that heavy muscle,
my words can play host to silence
and stay close to God
Immortal Children
cute and ridiculous
HOT AIR
Mentally Unstable FACTS
- Nathan the Miserable
- Southeast GA, Golden Isles, United States
- My name is Nathan. Once, when I was 17, on the tail end of a bad mushroom trip, I lamented about life to my first love Missy. She told me, "Get a notebook and write about it." And I did. I've written daily for the last 15years. Now, at 32, I've started digging thru boxes of old notebooks and transcribing the writings. A lot of these pieces were created when I was so drunk or high, I dont remember writing them. By the way, I'm much better now. (or just F'ed-up in a better way)
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