Green "6

from a quiet, soft, rainy saturday afternoon
she’s a bit like how i percieve life
the window’s reflection in the picture frames appear as lampshades
and the boy learns question of his remaining days
setting traps for catching flies, dragons, and smoke
myself looking outside
she’s my favorite color
meanwhile, a gold bar’s red line is a pink tower
with orange and yellow
and with green on it’s cap
to the eyed angled ant to clouds
or walking, towering land to ants
i get alot of “may, two thousand and tens”
all the different three o’clocks
sooner learning relationships are not fables, nor ideal

i’m not to rush into either
hardly minding the different time zones
“this very last one”
we all make mistakes
and in some respect, skate through wind
i deserve only to try to make good decisions and pass away
“we’ve all got to get laid sometimes”
i suppose i’d like to be ashes
what am i so affraid of?
i don’t know anything
anything to keep my mind off of women
anything written by an addict
“get ahold of yourself”
what if these are not break-throughs?
i only so often have memories
green six and purple fourtyone finally folded
we can only be ourselves
her smile is none of my business
comfortable converting my thoughts yet again, in public
“one right after another”
it’s not too late for me to be young here
my mom and dad are already tattooed on me
let’s give it up for feelings like ohio
i’ll be back as a new poem
should anyone like me?
this is not too much of a challenge
but a self portrait
i am not an artist
there’s just a beautiful girl, four computers down from the one i’m on
and i’d like to make love to the woman at the front desk
if she hasn’t a devoted lover
but these fish are bound inside a glass tank case in this hotel lobby
all the while, a cop car patrols the ocean

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these two paragraph type of deals were written on the same piece of paper, a few weeks apart.
converted from the paper to the bubble on a public computer in a hotel lobby

at last, an easy read

i hope you enjoy

.. the “B” side of purple "41

& “is there anything you’d like to say to me?”


public funk, alternate, stool, persuation, robery, scale, final, journey


  • Loui  Jover
    Loui Joverover 3 years ago

    indeed this is much more orthadox in its composition….still very potent and beautiful

  • thanks so much, Loui. i hope you’re well!

    – betweenourself

  • tylerpuppy
    tylerpuppyover 3 years ago

    This is good Ourself…I enjoyed reading your style is one which is unique.

  • i’m really glad, thank you.

    peace Andrea

    – betweenourself

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