#creativeliterature

Some people would rather sink than swim. To slowly descendLegs moving patientlyHands grasping diligently. There’s no need to fightYou can stop fightingAnd give in I can escape the rushThe brutality of civilization that everyoneHas grown accustomed to, That I’ve grown accustomed to. Some people would rather sink than swim We all speak the same language under waterNo one makes sense—so maybe,…

most nights the corner’s the samethe smell is the poignant reasonwhy they walk fast with that facewhy i’m a parasite in their path. success is when preparation meets opportunityor when luck shines upon the harvestor when you know who’s in powerso you didn’t have to pass the test…but i don’t know.there just hasn’t been much here lately. you get me.stationed in your near-by cornerinching towards…

if i die in my sleep

my mother struggles for the care of her communitydrop outs on broadcast with a curriculum in their mouth,the avenues always studying.so why the education that you offer? which level of this cycle begs the most for attention?my brother strives to open our eyespresenting to a collection of disguisehe’s the example, avenue. a Promisebut our stomachs ask for attention, too if death comes for me,…

If i had all the time in the world, i still wouldn’t complete my responsibilities i’d become a monk; i’d be a preacher of an earthly lifeto value caring for one’s selfto distance from the need of currencyto reject the necessity for labor i’d drench myself in the pleasures of the world.If i had all the time in the world,i’d spend time thinking of the best chores to completei’d spend time…

A Friend Named Patience

Patience is a strange thingyou have to wait.Cause Patience, is a strange thing Patience is a strange thingyou remain and, → you remain and, → you remain andyou wait. As the world goes by;possibilities troll away;chances drift at bay;what should be, becomeswhat would be, turns towhat could be but you never know. Patience is a strange thingas time waits for no man,men wait for time to bring:an…