by lobsterbird | Jul 31, 2015
ball rolls away, go get it. ball rolls away, go get it. ball rolls away, go get it. come back, ball rolls away. come back, ball rolls away. come back to the breath let it roll away, come and go, back to the breath. get it? the ball is your mind. getting it is...
by lobsterbird | Jul 2, 2015
today i realized all my poetry is about love. and cats. but even those cat poems are really about love. because what else is there? when you look at the world and all you can see is destruction and devastation due to the fact that all we need is love and don’t have...
by lobsterbird | Apr 10, 2015
In the end, i believe it was god. But before, i knew it was you— the same tricks and traps scrawling prose imagery out the wazoo. Upon second thought, that was my mind wandering aimlessly instead of reading mindfully so that In the beginning, there was never a need to...
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