luna-kaze

Picking Flowers i'll just keep        writing poetry,            and putting it out there;       picking flowers                    and throwing them   to the wind.                           until     you follow it all back                              to me,      or the wind                            changes it's course      once more.

Late Thoughts from where i am                  she's drinking herself     to death,                          and    it's going to                            kill me.

Malignancy, Flowers and Shit it's important    not to ignore the malignant  parts of ourselves.            they hurt,    and they're the shit parts                  of ourselves  we don't like            to acknowledge.                                but we can utilize them.   flowers can grow out of shit                                                    after all.

Something Fun 'we'll go shooting     or have a drink;         something fun'.  and now             here we are,   however many               months later.    it's been fun in a completely          unexpected way.