Digital Me
Finally found a way to be unplugged
The weight of society
Instead we just shrugged
Allowing that energy to drain
The emotion poured in the blog
A little rusty these days
Always happier when I run in analog
Digital Me
rust
The Waves Don’t Mean So Much
The waves don’t mean so much
Floating empty; upon this rusty ride
Sunset to sunrise & I’m all alone
At the mercy of the wayward tide
Daylight Creaking Up Over The Atlantic
Daylight creaking up over the Atlantic
First light’s rays struggling over the sea
My bones seem to have a bit of rust
Better lubricate with some more coffee
Dancing upon the shores of the St. John’s
We don’t need carpets; red or otherwise
We only need our bare skin to touch
Ending with me whispering between your thighs
Captain Q 