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I was gonna blog my whole trip but it turns out I prefer privacy lol

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Mars ☄️🛸👽🛰️🚀🧑‍🚀

I looked up and he was saying aloha to me.

He’s in Santa Fe just because and is from Hawaii.

He said “everywhere is beautiful.”

#route 66 #my photography #iphonography

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Was driving down Route 66 in Missouri this morning when I noticed this horse, whom I will call Bilbo, wandering around in the middle of the road.

Me and another truck accompanied him home by driving super slow behind him. The owner completely ignored our existence once we arrived with his horse, which tells me Bilbo is a regular escape artist.

Also when I first saw him and was alone, I called 911 for advice because I have never dealt with a horse in the road and they cracked up so hard at my description of what I was witnessing.

#horse #random #route 66 #adventures with winter

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Me @ abandoned motel off Route 66

#me #my photography #iphone photography #urbexplaces #abandoned #urbexworld #iphonography #urbexexploration #bando hunter #route 66

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Road to ???

#iphone photography #my photography #route 66 #road trip #mother road

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Candy man.

Missouri - day two of Route 66.

Rugged exterior,

Uncertain insides.

#route 66 #road trip #street portrait #my photography #iphonography

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Route 66 day 2 - overheard at Shelly’s

“Back in the day, you called them lot lizards. Now you have to call them recreational reptiles.”

Cuba, MO

#route 66 #Cuba Missouri #overheard

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Route 66 day 1 - Henry’s Ra66it Ranch.

I simply adore this man.

#iphone photography #my photography #route 66 #rabbit

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#route 66

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Near Michael Jackson’s childhood home sits this abandoned stadium and basketball court.

#iphone photography #my photography #urbexplaces #urbexworld #abandoned #urbexexploration #iphonography #bando hunter

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Mathew, lover

We sit naked and cross-legged

On my sheets -

You’re newly orange.

You are staring

And I cannot look away,

For I’ve been born

Of girlish gasps

In this king bed

To desperate grasp

In bite size house

Close eyes and bounce

Back to Death Valley,

Bring the fountain

To the hounds.

Unleash the youth

Alive in you,

Rain dripping mouth

Exhales storm clouds.

A rock formation,

Grey and blue,

Clover climbs through,

Feed sacred cow.

You love me blue,

I love you grey,

Like wave on rock,

Smoothing you out.

A rock and wave

Make perfect mates,

For neither one of them

Can drown.

Eyes set on you

All-seeing orbs

Penetrate projections of truth -

Caricatures from carpal hands

Forever colored cobalt blue.

In here and

Now

Within your flaws,

You become me

While remain you,

You’re grey in grooves

And I stand still and watch

Silver crash over you,

The silver thrash,

The silver bash,

The silver smash right into you.

However still,

You still remain,

However you

Still remain still.

Like there is time left for the gamble,

Lucky grand awaits the kill,

As if the bells will ring ring ring

With or without my fire drills.

RING RING RING RING

Urgency spills

Like a sale’s pitch -

Let’s make this deal.

This car run good

This car go fast

This car be yours

Just sign right here.

Vulnerable in front of me

Chalice exposed -

Clink clink clink clink

Fingernails tap

Propose a toast

A Kanye tune

Known note for note.

All the scum bags,

And the assholes

Arrive at night

Horsebacked and cloaked

Suck soul from chest,

Like rhyme from poem,

Love like one ring,

Ring you at home,

One that I ring

When wrong is right,

Right under me

While the whole time

Draw lines in sand,

Make men of death

Make death of self

Make god of sex.

You are not line,

No sir.

No daddy!

You are wavy;

Spiraling

Around my own

Precious disaster

Hold the chalice

Take a drink

And drink and swallow

And I swallow

All the salt

Bled from your sea,

For you see me,

Witness the changes

Of the waves

And let them be.

You are sitting before me,

Leg in my lap,

Softly crying.

Machine in hand,

My needle leaps

Across your flesh,

Forever deep.

Please stop right there,

Don’t write the words

Just let waves be

What waves should be,

Speaking silence,

Sweeping violence,

Screaming gentle

Serenity.

Just let waves be

Just let waves be,

Don’t write the words,

Just let waves be.

Don’t sign the deal,

Don’t sign the lease,

Can’t fabricate

Transcendency.

Just let waves be

What waves will be -

Unruly

But consistently

Existing

At edge of the sea,

Inspiring mortal

Poetry.

#my writing #outsider poetry #dr suess #spilled poetry

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HE A BIG BOY.

HE A REAL BIG BOY.

Seriously, standing next to this monster was so humbling lol. Humans are capable of creating the wildest, most massive machines.

Dave for scale.

#construction #construction equipment #historical construction equipment #quarry truck #dump truck #my photography #machinery

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Happy Days 🥞🍔🍟🍳

#diner #my photography #iphone photography #vintage diner

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Emo preteen drawing of a cigarette: 32nd edition

My breath is shallow

Like the creek

I’m stomping in

Next to Colleen,

Where I am sweating profusely,

Two feet like swollen

Tangerines,

Awaiting child of my dreams,

Sweet Clementine,

Dual citrus queens.

My breath is shallow,

Pack a day

Black tar twin lungs

Take breath away

Sung by Berlin

Like through the gates,

40 condoms

Humiliate.

Girl, go away,

Get on that plane,

You best return

To USA.

Choose Prague instead

And snort cocaine,

Drug dealer’s dreads

Arranged in braids.

My breath is shallow

Sheet of ice

You guess it’s thick,

Better think twice,

Cracking like sticks

No need to slice,

They’re breaking like

A poltergeist.

A poltergeist

Dictates my mind,

The contents blank

Like sands of time,

The contents etched

Like roll the dice,

Land six six six,

No compromise.

My breath is shallow

Waist is round

Like ball of paint

I sought and found,

A world record

Quickly drowned

By those who seek

My secrets now.

No secrets now,

I wear them proud,

My tree trunk hips

Are redwood loud.

No dainty bones

Just fat to plow

Like cleanup at

The slaughterhouse.

My breath is shallow -

Cigarettes

Will kill me quicker

Than by neck,

By pill

By gun

By razors bent

Slicing a wrist,

Vertically set.

Will kill me quicker

For i can’t

Inspire hands

To end it yet.

Still thinking but

Not acting death,

Preteen self laughs

And shakes her head.

My breath is shallow

But exists

In universe

Of poems and kid

And wavy man,

Lips pressed to his

I breathe his breath,

Orange oxygen,

My lust impatient,

Still it lives

In rattle lungs,

Sleeps with ashes.

I want to breathe,

Big out, big in,

Ten thousand more

Inhaled sun dips.

Goodbye old fling,

Dumb cigarettes,

You won’t catch me

Before I can.

Goodbye heart race,

Jockey horses

Running circles

Around my chest.

Goodbye anxious,

Goodbye rancid,

Hello fresh snow

On new tongue’s tip.

#my writing #spilled poetry #outsider poetry #narrative poetry #confessional poetry #epic poetry #poets on tumblr

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Changes in the waves

You say you’re six foot four

But technically,

That’s incorrect.

It’s a fraction less

And you round up.

You tower over me,

A lamp post on a street corner

That I dangle from like a stripper pole.

I balance on my toes when we kiss

Like I do when you’re not on your phone,

Providing constant reassurance,

Reminding me that you’re not bailing on me,

That you’re not the monster

Pparanoia makes you out to be

In the scrambled mind of a woman,

scorned.

Life feels safer with support.

With someone to fall into,

Though you can’t yet bear my full weight,

We weigh the same but but you reach for the heavens

While I dig my feet into the ground towards hell.

You will train,

Get stronger,

Sustain.

You might not catch me when I fall,

So fall beside me

And we’ll lay in this sweet mess,

This nest of words

I spin like webs.

Keep catching flies covered in shit

Until a moth,

Finding my glint,

Dove towards the web;

I caressed it,

Observing it,

It’s fuzzy head,

Eight legs examining regrets

And hurts and loves,

You’re bored to death.

Can’t swallow love.

Can’t eat you whole.

Can’t consume what

Won’t feed black holes.

You leaned towards hermit

Until now,

Until this pixie landed quick

And now you’re leaning on my shoulder,

Like a hermit’s walking stick.

You don’t quite need it

But its presence makes you feel more supported.

Less half-alive,

More fully thrive.

I bite your ear,

Whisper,

“Feed it.”

I want curls in my mouth and eyeballs,

Want your thumbs inside my guts,

Want your fingertips to creep up my tattoos

And touch the spots

That I don’t let anyone touch,

My stomach and its bent stretch marks,

My lightning strikes,

They strike and hide,

Now we’re two bunnies in the dark.

You hurt my feelings with your distance

But I know it’s what I need,

The way you struggle with reactions

To my vicious view of Leif.

You do not cave,

Do not forgive

Like the priest my body craves,

You simply sit on grey-blue rocks

Observing changes in the waves.

#spilled poetry #confessional poetry #outsider poetry #narrative poetry

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#gnomes

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Damn you, Heidelberg Haus. I just love ya so much.

#ass fruit #German restaurant #Heidelberg haus