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Spider Blue

August 24, 2022December 19, 2022 Aren GoodwinLeave a comment

Look at life through window panes,And you can't seem to concentrate.Your bloodshot mind takes you for a rideThough you know that you'll run off the road. Now back and forth, through your head.The fire flies, you've run braindead.Your lips are screaming, violet-blue.With eyes of stone that can't see through. So go down, and down, and… Continue reading Spider Blue →

Driving South

August 24, 2022March 27, 2023 Aren GoodwinLeave a comment

Wipe the white foam from the side of my mouth. Get the fuck off the median, and keep driving south. Because south is where surrender lies, with cotton balls and rubber ties. And, despite the death toll, right in front of our fucking eyes. We march along, as if we'll never die. These drag down… Continue reading Driving South →

A Drug Like Any Other

August 24, 2022March 16, 2023 Aren GoodwinLeave a comment

I remember the days that we spent bent together fondly.Before the pebble path grew paper thin,and the blank lines came to haunt me.You see, love's a drug like any other,Though served with sympathetic hugs.Of which I've just enough ingested to restore my collapsed lungs.For consistency to meNow means only lost hope and overdose.As I've seen… Continue reading A Drug Like Any Other →

Life’s Been a Limousine

August 24, 2022March 24, 2023 Aren GoodwinLeave a comment

In times like these, believe, I often wonder how I came to be. Bouncing in my birthday sleeves, youth fountain for the worst of thieves. Like….. “Pardon me mister” What’s a rolla’ bowl to you? Call it green or call it blue. Just quickly collar me in leashes, and I’ll leave the rest to you.… Continue reading Life’s Been a Limousine →

Pennies

August 24, 2022March 24, 2023 Aren GoodwinLeave a comment

I’m an asshole, who fell face first, for a coal burning black hole. A broke-neck ballerina, who likes to think she’s got a cracked soul. Cuz the damage makes her deep, and so much wiser than the other sheep……But she lived a lie. Though I never felt inclined to press or pry. That sweet disguise,… Continue reading Pennies →

Conformed Intent

August 24, 2022March 24, 2023 Aren GoodwinLeave a comment

I’ve been short sighted, by a sidekick’s sort of self image. And who knows what I could be,if I would only eat my spinach?So though it comes naturally, I have an obligation to acknowledge the risk of rain that soon collapses me. All my worry in vain as my limbs begin to atrophy. But what… Continue reading Conformed Intent →

Off My Mind

August 24, 2022March 27, 2023 Aren GoodwinLeave a comment

And so, she saw her standing unaware, bringing winter under sunburnt hair. He had no fear for her electric chair. Because he once believed a lie, that god is good, and life is fair. Was explicit and offensive, in the shedding of my savagery? I'd hate to share in the unpleasant parts, that make up… Continue reading Off My Mind →

Spotless

August 24, 2022March 23, 2023 Aren GoodwinLeave a comment

Down in the dirt I dressed my best, for it gave me perspective. Without worth left to contest, my heart grew cold and selective. Like the dark knew I’d depart you, and must have marked a chart of clues. Too construed or unglued, for this part shark detective. So hark the late clean slate, seems… Continue reading Spotless →

Midair

August 24, 2022March 27, 2023 Aren GoodwinLeave a comment

Why save the sincerity, for days of posthumous clarity? Seems we’re all midair,unaware, or ensnared. Unprepared, we barely dare to breathe.

Forgive The Forest

August 23, 2022March 23, 2023 Aren GoodwinLeave a comment

In a sea full of my twisted trees, I'd marked the mad to nix the mystery, of the sickness that held bliss from me. But, when I returned to burn, I'd missed the bleed. Simply scabbing sap, where steel attacked. Then, their laughter sent me reeling back. "Nice try! But, you see, we're here to… Continue reading Forgive The Forest →

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