Poetry

Posted on by tweakuniqueblog

Where gun shots blaze – an explosion of feathers
Daffodil petals
Knife wounds fester – aurora borealis
rainbow colors

When explosions ring – harps pluck purity
elasticity
Calamitous comets
ingenuity

Why sadists lick blood off the tines of their forks – spooning
cuddlers caress longing in language

And when one sits without love – poetry

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Hi, I’m Andrew, but I go by TweakUnique. I looove spreading smiles from cheek to cheek. Daylight moves us as morning passes we all get up off to our tasks with a new tomorrow dividing our time; imagine, would you? Less sorrow this time? That’s my dream and waking habit - follow the steps and then we’ll have it. Place your bets step with science develop plans with confidence. We move together whether we like it or not. Shared air is shared weather, or have you forgot? Trash you dish is trash you’ll eat - what goes around comes around. Gravity. The way we walk is by falling just a little; if you wanna fly high dive into BIG riddles. Practice morally communally in mind. Creativity unravels unrest. It unwinds.