Adapting arduously allowing adjudged abandonment.
Have I told you I like you?
Have I mentioned the grass that grew after my luna madness dissipated?
Have I said I’m willing to leave the slow club and just go?
Have I described the nostalgia of the fresh rain on this scorched earth?
Are my guns pointed at these roses? Did I slash a hedge just to get ahead?
Is your voice such a melody that now I’m on this sound cloud?
Is your voice so husky and mine so deep that we are the new reverbnation?
Did I say I’m coming home to you? Even if you’re not white trash just beautiful, will this ever last?
Shall we go on and leave each other breathless? Shall you join this course?
Have I promised to change who I am? Probably give my friend his nickel back?
Have I confessed the biting of fingers? The biting that lingers?
Is it just the sun that won’t go down or is it the starry eyes of Andromeda that have me in constant warmth?
Am I writing or have I taken the road less traveled and now I’m just addled by the frost?
Is that maybe why my lips are purple? Hibiscus words collate at the meniscus of those tears they say we should discuss.
Do the scenes that play in my mind remind me of you two?
Does this seem vaguely familiar to the loss of my space?
Should I move to a sports car and just let this van go and play it by ear?
Should I chase my music and just let myself glide into your beat heaven?
Is it time to figure it out and just have more of that?
Is my new canvas well stretched out? Should I just pawn off my easel just so I can boast that I make some more notes?
Is it time I taught? Is it time I gave you my current notes?
Should I take the leap, come up with a riff that will give off some new notes?
Have I told you I like you?
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This is the first of 5 pieces to be done by Sanaa members this week. You basically take a photo a day and write a piece about it.
Eating healthy to avoid adding weight.
Looked at the pilau and decided not to tempt fate.
He’s all too aware of those instant grams.
Plus, it’s her favourite food.
Sent the picture to her but not on Instagram.
Hot like the pepper that makes him feel so good.
The talk with the waiter was that the fork was a joke.
Because he couldn’t scoop any of the food with soup.
Food almost chokes him in his BIG hurry.
Very SHORT of time to taste the curry.
A great full beginning to this challenge.
Turning back around, he forgot his change.
It’s like she saw my MASTERPIECE.
STOLE a glance at it.
Made a FRAME for it.
And now as I take my STAND.
She knows the VERDICT lies in her PILFERING eyes.
They took a small pART of me that had the most of me.
GUILTY by PAINT.
Her face is still red from her first CRIME.
She mistook my words for a BRUSH and BLUSHED for a better portrait.
My PALETTE was late and now here I stand charged with CONTEMPT of COURTSHIP.
I rushed my CASE and now I’ve been served with her CORPORAL punishment.
No I did not ESCAPE.
Despite her COLLAGE I was never AT LARGE.
The hyperbole of the DEFENSE team.
Was way larger than the CARICATURE in my mind.
She wanted me to run because they gave me no BAIL.
And my DOODLE towards her CHAMBERS was a CAPITAL OFFENSE.
So I let my heART be the COLLATERAL.
I will SERVE LIFE as my SENTENCE.
Carve this into my JAIL walls.
The MOSAIC will come into view at the end of this SENTENCE.