RSS Feed

Catwalks and Carpenter ants

She skirts, low-cuts, cacti
Prickling knees—chlorophyll
Apostrophizing ankles—calves
Too young, to understand, the
Virtue of cleanliness

Pollinated breeze—scuffling through
Antacid skies—vacuous and calm—altruistically
Abridged in sparse drifts of time—locally known
And revered—for all the theses that yet be found

Cataracts—in
Various designations—cold
Yet mutually respected by the
Calderon and the purple flogging
Whip of timid misgiving

Countdown to song…Waifs as numb to life
As art is too it’s innocuous support—imagined
To captivate—to which it does—lines commence—
Fire brews—intentions for survival is all that situate—the difference between the laborious and those consumed by stylistic greed.

Advertisements

About hobgoblin2011

In 2012 I was 370 lbs, dealing with severe spinal injuries and miserable in every aspect of the word. Through hard work, dedication and the installation of self-belief, I changed everything about myself. It took 5 years to become the person I am today and I want to share everything I’ve learned during my transformation. Transformations aren’t solely about weight loss. I’ve learned that to truly transform you must change in many more ways than that. I hope to provide useful tips, information and motivation/inspiration to anyone who needs to make a Change themselves.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: