The colors, they won't stop. Bright, beautiful colors Flashing, expanding, piercing Red, green, blue An endless cacophony Of meaningless noise The noise, it won't stop. Violent, grating waveforms Squeaking, screeching, piercing Sine, cosine, tangent Like playing a chalkboard on a turntable Like playing a vinyl on a pizza crust An endless poem Of meaningless Load Me #Poetry
I READ DETECTIVE PONY. GREEK PHILOSOPHY. MANGA. I WRITE. NOT AS MUCH AS I WOULD LIKE TO.
That is quite the mixed bag! But we appreciate variety here at the club, and we definitely consider manga literature! But we'd better not open that can of worms...
mostly things that express my personal feelings and emotions, like venting. sometimes it would be more romantic stuff though. schmaltzy love poems.
If you had to make a word bank to describe yourself, what would it be?
Let's say any number up to ten is okay! But more than just one or two, of course.
i'll try. let's see... distracted. passionate. tired. understanding. yearning. anxious. open. curious. optimistic. trying.