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"Permafrost" By Brian Bolding © 2019 Pop Art Trash Productions Frozen to the bone No wonder I’m alone Left barren and naked Shackled at the feet Left to waste in the desert Frazzled from the heat Let’s get some closure here I’m not the one you fear It should be you, big shock... Continue Reading →
"Chalkhills" By Brian Bolding © 2019 Pop Art Trash Productions **** Gliding through the chalkhills Like ghosts, prancing around No legs beneath our knees Just pure white sheets and glistening white faces Candlelit and frozen, walking along in a uniform way The fields afire like illustrated comic strips Black and white and the sadness Is rubbing... Continue Reading →
"An Art Gallery in Soho" Walking along Hands in the air Laughing out loud Just look at our hair We’re movie stars We’re creative beings We’re wonderful And we’ve got wings Picture perfect In every way No matter what The critics say. 11.7.19 11 pm thu bb.
"Delaying the Inevitable" By Brian Bolding 11.3.19 I’m just sitting here Looking like a bump on a log I’m just sitting here Feeling like three quarters of a hog I didn’t feel pretty when I woke up today But little did I know it would be such a great day I’m delaying the inevitable... Continue Reading →
Hi, journal. Sorry for the late entry. So, yes, I've officially graduated from GCU (Grand Canyon University) as of October 17, 2019. Long story, but I'll try to make it short. In my family, that means within 20 minutes or less 😀 Just to recap what's happened these past two weeks and beyond... I traveled... Continue Reading →
Hey, universe. Just an update. (I'm pissed at you, by the way. I told a co-worker earlier... "The Universe is on my shit list! I don't like how it's behaving and it can go screw itself!" So.. since Dad died... I've noticed that I've been withdrawing from society and I've begun to slowly seperate myself... Continue Reading →
She carried me over on a wild gust Of dead brown leaves and desert dust She handed me off to higher powers And doused me in her dirty smelling rain showers The ebb and flow of who you are and what you know Seem to fade away As soon as tomorrow is... Continue Reading →
There's an odd aura around him And his eyes are open but he can't see My Dad's not in there, I can't stop crying I feel his spirit wanting to be free Resonating, shining through He misses us already and he's preparing to leave, too. He's resonating still, here or there if you... Continue Reading →
Another Space for Someone New I know I need Another space for someone new But how can I Go on when I’m without you I know I need Another face or new hairdo But how can I Even get up out of bed Even get up out of bed When the world is spinning... Continue Reading →
When I'm happy and in a relationship, I always forget about how awful it was when I was single. It's happened from time to time in my life, sure. As a lover of words, I'm reposting this one, because I like how it flows and maybe it'll help somoene else out there who is single... Continue Reading →
Ballistik Coffee Boy. 