consumed

stolen away

bubbles on

the surface

tendrils of

seaweed

reaching out

like

delicate fingers

falling in

slow motion

into

the

dark

Glistening it’s ethereal

under the warm fuzzy rays,

its iridescence

is captured in that ephemeral.

Yet, like a phantom,

the very next moment,

It vanishes – leaving no effervescence behind.

Vacation destination

Imagined paradise, real politics

Amazing animals

Abundant wildlife

Warm weather

Near the equator

It comes out from you before you can stop it.

It bubbles up from your stomach,

till it comes out your mouth.

Tickling you until it is unstoppable

Sometimes you try to stop.

But how could you not?

You smile mischievously,

And jump up and down,

Ready for the victory.

it becomes more popular in the later hours of day,

sleep deprivation and sugar fueling it.

You could be frowning,

Then there's a joke,

then there's a sarcastic reply,

then there's a reference to great times,

Then you can't help your self,

you're.............

confusing and complex

simple but so easy

nice or maybe not

painful but sometimes fun

everyday

bright joyful

happiness

what we even if we don´t want to be

you and me

enemys and friends

hatered that never ends

betrayl and deciet

joy and chaos

we write and enjoy

we never wish for but we have

anything and everything

What does it mean to word?

To have a word does it mean you're good a words?

Why do words carry so much weight when all they do is fly out the face?!

I've said word so many times now it looks like road.

Word. W.ord. Wo.rd. Wor.d.

(This post might age me, RIP Chris Farley)