a_methyste : Writing

Trash bin

Trash bin

A Poem by a_methyste


Daily input in human net. You mean trash.
Hashtag

Hashtag

A Poem by a_methyste


How is it Going there an interacting All those experiences Oh you mean Piranhas For sure How they eat your flesh.
Beaware

Beaware

A Poem by a_methyste


Beaware when this world loves you so much.
Butterfly caught

Butterfly caught

A Poem by a_methyste


Either you will wear gray clothes That smell like an stagnant house With a beautiful smile And relaxed face And a spirit full of desire for thrill..
Boredom

Boredom

A Poem by a_methyste


It is boring to have boredom In the house It is thrilling to write of boredom On the couch. (Paradox of infinity)
It's been.

It's been.

A Poem by a_methyste


Its been 3 days I have not been stalked by my brain And I count the hours.
Frigid

Frigid

A Poem by a_methyste


If I was a bit more loved Maybe I would look at what happened at us A bit differently Every new experience Is another book In the catalog of infi..
Infinity

Infinity

A Poem by a_methyste


This is infinity You can do anything. (1h later) Is this a vodka thought?
Wouldn't it be nice.

Wouldn't it be nice.

A Poem by a_methyste


I want to travel with you at night Make out in the street Go places.
Thief

Thief

A Poem by a_methyste


Earthly little pleasures When eagles walk like stealthily Like little thiefs that have just entered at night into a house Where everyone is sleepin..