Avoiding Those Trendy Spots

Avoiding those trendy spotsIt’s just never been my styleI’m a bit more low key than thatNo sense in unnecessary trialsCrowds are wildly irrationalI have no desire to submit myselfLet me recoil from this societyContentment in solitude is my true wealth

Manicured City Walls

  Manicured city wallsStomping through summer puddlesCuriosities of a finer lifeScorching rays, can’t help but befuddleRecoiling to the chaffy shadeSearching for the talisman of the stormKnowing we’re in for a futile calmWho could’ve predicted it’d be this warmBut we keep on pushing throughWicking precipitation from her summer gownEffort to remain a head aboveA damn shameContinue reading “Manicured City Walls”