Tim Miner's Musings

We will seal this blood feud like good cabals do, gushed wrists and slit throats for unyielded wallets and cellphones with guns. Ignored pleas but Twaf!... for toughies for we all are good dyers, all hearts bleed. Justice is, just us, the  cops... human lefts . We will seal this blood feud like good cabals do, gushed wrists and slit throats for wallets  and cellphones unyielded with guns.  Ignored pleas but Twaf!... for the toughies for we all are good dyers, all hearts bleed. Justice is, just us, the  cops... human lefts .

Credits: pinterest This thumping ticker, Warming up my body, good at feels And pulsations. Racing my thoughts and wants (im)pure; Kind, disposing, Violent, affable, nonplussing. Beating up its compartment with a want thus high; Enraged, Aspirational. Wild, unruly, hollow creature Wading dangerously through infatuations, Electro-scheming situations, And rogue hurricanes that run many a ship aground, This indefatigable pump, With whooshing throbs; Mine possession, I cage.

Do not feel too much attached Tis possible To untag yourself from their albums and feel no remorse Remove pictures from your gallery, and free up some space in your phone Mute them, unfriend them; not so cool. Unfollow, block them, Their contact information purge and still call them dolls And tell friends and family not to ask you about them and suffer no virtual loss at all. But how do you unfeel, how do you unmeet them? Am I a haunted house? An empty haunted house How do I unroll, those cool moments we rolled? Unball how we balled Unrock the many parties we rocked? So much to unfreeze, So many things to undo. Just before dawn, the night breeze Your hair thrown all over your face Moonlight seeping through swaying tree branches through Our window, your skin glinting Sound asleep on my chest How do I forget? How do I unfeel you? Haunted by memories that refused to leave with you I avoid the public park, Near the large pon...