Scribbles From The Journal

It's been awhile since my last post. Sorry!

Without having anything real to post I thought I'd just share the latest random shit laying around my desk.

In no real order whatsoever. Call it a stream of conciousness.

I like when colours clash
Never been a fan of fine art


Love when the colours clash
Never been a fan of fine art

I like when the colours clash
Challenging conventions of fine art
You say we need to discuss our problems
I wonder where to start.
Can we discover what the stars had already written?
Besides what you said had already been spitten
Out of your mouth carelessely
Wild eyes hair messy
I crush things in my hand because I hold on too tight
Taught that all things go away
I despise fate

feel like I have you at my fingertips
thief for your love
diving in and taking sweet sips
she's rare elixer
while they wasted time to fix her

there's nothing I can drop off in a donation box
feeling like giving out a piece of me
not just tube socks
if I could donate a verb that creates a word
that creates a sentence that might prevent a sentence
if I could send the letter once opened just remember I sent this
the time I donated a word
and they made it theirs

my eyes ask "do you trust me?"
but we're already too far too late
too alive for a heartrate
no time for trust just furious embraces
pulling you out of the crowd filled with strange faces
no time for time
no time for games
no time for us to decide if it will be worth it
the poetry I say
the price I pay
to have you tonight

"how did you hear me?"
"the wind carried your voice across the river"

was thinking if they hating?
might not be that you're wearing the wrong size
just hanging around the wrong eyes
I love my friends for unconvential tie dies
because the truth isn't too far from a flip
or a handstand
how many of you appreciate those around you?
as if they were land


I want to see more men
deliberate and write
not fight over what's right
but express themselves on what love means to them
you know what love is


half hug
half love
whatever tho you only like my good weather

-Dev