You don’t trust me, so you’re not honest with me. I expect you to trust me. I never expect anyone to trust me. I’m usually the one trying to figure out how to convince people to trust me. But not you… Can’t you see? I expect you to trust me. Because I trust us. Truly. Continue reading “The Break-Up By JazRob & Herstun”
Plain Pain Just pain. No window. All shame. Blood flow & Red brain. Nothing but Plain pain. Like watching the slow drop of any drain. It drips into your veins. Commanding your blood flow. And dragging your soul Low. Splitting skulls on the concrete, until the red meat shows. Or do you show blue inContinue reading “Plain Pain By W.D. Herstun”
Sunday Poetry features none other than the Sun. Come enjoy a wildly poetic take on sunrises. Let’s grow.
A very short poem about a tree that is submerged in the water. What can the trees teach us about being bent out of shape or submerged?
Everyone loves Jeremiah… He’s so innocent and pure. Friendly. And different. Depending on what you see. Just know that, everyone loves Jeremiah. Maybe his purity is designed to teach us humility. His character is judgement free. How could you not love Jeremiah? I would give anything to see the world through his eyes. Experience hisContinue reading “Everyone Loves Jeremiah By Nessla1 and Herstun Feat Patrick Dougher”