2 Cups

I drank two cups for grins. Another two cups set my heart racing. I drank two cups to pick me up. Another two cups to get my mind moving. I drank two cups for flavor. Another two cups as a pattern behavior. Did I drink two?… I can’t remember. I drank two cups because it’s cold in December I drank two cups for creation. I drank another two cups for patience. I drank two cups for the stimulation. I drank too many cups. Too too many cups   -by Kurtis Lunz Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new...

There’s This One light

There’s this one light; I barely ever use. It has a weird yellow hue. It kind of puts me in a bad mood. I look at it, and I’m like, “Hey Man, I don’t like the tone your taking with me. Keep it up and I’m gonna flip shit!” Naturally, it doesn’t listen. It keeps right along with that flagrant yellowness. So, I guess that will be the dark corner of the room. …Sike! I’m thankful for all of my lights. Even the one with the rude hue. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share...