Coffee + Snow

All over the place, highs and lows thats how it goes, space, rejoins with the sighs and slowly bleeds into the forever kind of eye’s.

Lies, is all I seek, in my vain attempt to dampen the blow, go slow. You never know what the next guy will think. I sit, meditate, safe in the knowledge I know my tolerance to one too many drink.

Seeds planted, actions subverted all the guys courted and projections distorted. All my hopes Buried between the the arms of that never ever kind of guy’s contorted, smile.

Frown, new ball gown when am I going to transcend the petty games and feuds reality TV all skewed. 

Balance, balance the accounts, balance the morality. Never has profit meant so much to authority. TV screen bleeds through those forever kind of lies. Nothing new here, step away spend, stagnate, don’t animate.

Wrong in my fragility, right in my projected fantasy. Lets lead under the radar, over the edge. Where do we find the able long after the short have fled. We have to judge who controls the uplink, diseased disabled.

Put the reality under the table.

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Origin unknown, sense likeness alien.
Jedi council respond, solar sail, simian.
Avoid pressure, back room deal, strife,
cant talk, run it by the robotic knife

Back channel, in, impress dazzle sing.
Honesty on display emotion resonate, sway.
Score an allegiance to love, pray.

Pleasure planet, no harm nor strife.
Scale up the seed bank; tower, knife.
Photon cave analysed, deflect taste.
Track, trace pick up the thread, bass.

Cloaks shine, glitch, bend; we have this, buy! Get them on the re-send.
Bubble bounce after the play dead, ounce.

Check your inputs, honey pots, gold.
Precious metals can’t be sold.
Analyse leeches, algorithms untold,
shape, weight, shimmer bold.

Public facing open coms, shields, attitude, where’s she from?

…

Weak mind, doesn’t understand primes,
heavy feels like water, shape dense,
flatter, play dumb, escort her? Sense.

Humble, bow, offer, indulge.
Play along, snort swoon tapes of old.
Younger, brasher out to impress her.
Hook, line, get ready to dash, mess her

Moans on loop, stop-start cough up the goop.
Trading warez, bare legs private com’s stares.
You want it? Collecting digits like a hobby, fidget

Larger than life, unpack fold,
shape like origami, unbreakable crypto sold!

Public facing open coms, shields, attitude, where’s she from?

…

Private view set, wood block print to cover that debt.
Wine, spying, electro magnetic dying.
Data-cave left, right: infinite loop - flying!

Painting my nails in a vain attempt to preen.
Never going to get that glamour girl look *dream*

Evil eye twisted, lazy motor skills dissed it.
Crazy hair like a half-arsed fro, shit got to split, go…

Missed it.

Public facing open coms, shields, attitude, where’s she from?

(Source: coffeeandsnow.com)

While astro-travelling I found a box with a lock,
there were many locks guarding this box.
To unlock it I would have to dance a dance,
tap out the secret codes and quietly prance.

Inside a tree I found, and she bristled with gold,
It was sheer heaven and a sight to behold.
I would panic and shut the box up tighter with twine,
only to return to it when it played on my mind.

Doing my dance and unravelling the twine,
it was only when I cast the box aside that I was no longer blind.
But like a flower this tree would wilt more every day,
water and love were the only ways to pray.

Now the tree is starting to bloom,
new leaves mean new life soon.
This lock picker has hung up her rusty old tools,
and sits by the tree looking for toadstools.