Submissions by beanbandit (Unfate the death shaman)

in the booth where she sits
my vision stays glued to the curves of her shoulder
internally gushing over how her tube top fits
with the hue of her skin and I’m pulled in transfixed
according to my focus she’s the only force in the room
her gravity having me over and over but she never knew about it
my eyes still tracing the form of her face as it shifts
as if in mental macro I imagine an extreme close up
so I can see the shade of the color that she use on her lips
and for a brief second our eyes connect and my universe flips
but I...

Pissed and he’s gonna go get em,
Like the fitted don't fit him
And the fifth that he tips never lit him
So let him sip till the spirits within him
Leave him tipsy and spinnin
And he grips the wheel slurring and spittin
till the streets fly toward him with unpredictable rhythm
While he's dozing but that dance is forbidden
And the car kisses concrete
To wrap around a pole that was hidden
And I'm laughing because my soul has just risen
So I can see myself shaking and bleeding  from a hole in my mitten
And a
Hole in my head, so when the...

The thumps of my footprint as it hits on the pave is my favorite sound in the slums,  
as I lead the parade with its drum,  
and they follow ‘cause they think we'll be saved when I'm done, heh...  
of all the lies that's the greatest to come,  
while I explain that the thing I hold greatest is none,  
so I should probably be ashamed but it's fun,  
I'd probably be insane but I'm dumb,  
my only aspiration is to be the highest paid of the bums,  
during my strive to slip away but that day never comes,  
So I take a sip of pain but I'm numb,...