Sam
@b0ces.bsky.social
amateur poet, professional writer, born loser
If you're not listening to Röövel Ööbik, what the hell ARE you doing??
March 15, 2024 at 7:35 PM
If you're not listening to Röövel Ööbik, what the hell ARE you doing??
I'm not too different from a triangle, all things considered.
March 15, 2024 at 6:49 PM
I'm not too different from a triangle, all things considered.
am I somebody that one can desire? will my wick be lit by warm love's fire?
March 15, 2024 at 6:20 PM
am I somebody that one can desire? will my wick be lit by warm love's fire?
Joanna Newsom Los Angeles Tickets Sold Out Instantly Can I Please Catch a Break Can I Please Stand Outside the Venue with a Glass against the Brick Wall I Just Want To Hear Her Voice and Maybe a Bit of the Harp For God's Sake Please Let Me Hear Her Live I Need This
March 15, 2024 at 6:08 PM
Joanna Newsom Los Angeles Tickets Sold Out Instantly Can I Please Catch a Break Can I Please Stand Outside the Venue with a Glass against the Brick Wall I Just Want To Hear Her Voice and Maybe a Bit of the Harp For God's Sake Please Let Me Hear Her Live I Need This
the baby sumatran rhino, , ,
March 15, 2024 at 6:06 PM
the baby sumatran rhino, , ,
My lingering cough is beginning to loiter
March 15, 2024 at 2:00 AM
My lingering cough is beginning to loiter
Oh, him? That's the Loog.
March 14, 2024 at 11:46 PM
Oh, him? That's the Loog.
Desperate times call for desolate pleasures
March 14, 2024 at 11:26 PM
Desperate times call for desolate pleasures
Diving into my hardwood floors headfirst and disappearing into the murky brown reflection
March 14, 2024 at 11:23 PM
Diving into my hardwood floors headfirst and disappearing into the murky brown reflection
You best be careful if you piss off the 3 smart people I follow on twitter
March 14, 2024 at 11:21 PM
You best be careful if you piss off the 3 smart people I follow on twitter
The evening's furnace has just been lit
March 14, 2024 at 11:07 PM
The evening's furnace has just been lit
my brain is like 3 different hakushi hasegawa tracks: a pretty, dynamic piano chune; an upbeat polychromatic rainbow ride; and an absolutely unhinged piece of overblown stuttering glitch pop
March 14, 2024 at 11:07 PM
my brain is like 3 different hakushi hasegawa tracks: a pretty, dynamic piano chune; an upbeat polychromatic rainbow ride; and an absolutely unhinged piece of overblown stuttering glitch pop
Blue tongue but what could have done that
March 14, 2024 at 9:48 PM
Blue tongue but what could have done that
melodyguy.neocities.org/MyFavoriteMu... my favorite music album units
March 14, 2024 at 9:48 PM
melodyguy.neocities.org/MyFavoriteMu... my favorite music album units
Suffering the curse that afflicts one who leaves their bedroom
March 14, 2024 at 6:56 PM
Suffering the curse that afflicts one who leaves their bedroom
More folks should leave their windows ajar and have conversations with the strangers who pass by
March 14, 2024 at 6:53 PM
More folks should leave their windows ajar and have conversations with the strangers who pass by
The electrician had honey-colored eyes
March 14, 2024 at 7:15 AM
The electrician had honey-colored eyes
Poem generated by an album I liked a lot in 2023
January 18, 2024 at 10:33 PM
Poem generated by an album I liked a lot in 2023
when we hugged in the car I felt your body again and cried because I knew it would be the last time
October 10, 2023 at 3:44 PM
when we hugged in the car I felt your body again and cried because I knew it would be the last time
I tried to drown my heart,
But what good did it do?
It sprang up from the depths
And shot my love and you.
But what good did it do?
It sprang up from the depths
And shot my love and you.
October 6, 2023 at 5:25 AM
I tried to drown my heart,
But what good did it do?
It sprang up from the depths
And shot my love and you.
But what good did it do?
It sprang up from the depths
And shot my love and you.
flashlight pointed
up at the ceiling
which is pockmarked
and time-beaten
waving the beam
around in the
darkness making
vanishing orbs
up at the ceiling
which is pockmarked
and time-beaten
waving the beam
around in the
darkness making
vanishing orbs
September 29, 2023 at 7:52 PM
flashlight pointed
up at the ceiling
which is pockmarked
and time-beaten
waving the beam
around in the
darkness making
vanishing orbs
up at the ceiling
which is pockmarked
and time-beaten
waving the beam
around in the
darkness making
vanishing orbs
lonely alone loner moans a long lone moan,
no one around to hear the sound that found
the empty room to be empty, confirmation
of the lonely alone loner's loneliness every
day from here on out, no friends allowed
so the moan stays loud and long and full of sorrow,
shaping the guilt of life tomorrow
no one around to hear the sound that found
the empty room to be empty, confirmation
of the lonely alone loner's loneliness every
day from here on out, no friends allowed
so the moan stays loud and long and full of sorrow,
shaping the guilt of life tomorrow
September 29, 2023 at 6:53 PM
lonely alone loner moans a long lone moan,
no one around to hear the sound that found
the empty room to be empty, confirmation
of the lonely alone loner's loneliness every
day from here on out, no friends allowed
so the moan stays loud and long and full of sorrow,
shaping the guilt of life tomorrow
no one around to hear the sound that found
the empty room to be empty, confirmation
of the lonely alone loner's loneliness every
day from here on out, no friends allowed
so the moan stays loud and long and full of sorrow,
shaping the guilt of life tomorrow
music and coffee distract in equal measures
changing the tempo of the morning
changing the tempo of the morning
September 29, 2023 at 5:40 PM
music and coffee distract in equal measures
changing the tempo of the morning
changing the tempo of the morning
the phone steals my voice and rubs it against a washboard,
ripping and rending my words into a mangled mess,
so that what you hear is not what I said,
while the monstrous phone sifts the air for more food.
ripping and rending my words into a mangled mess,
so that what you hear is not what I said,
while the monstrous phone sifts the air for more food.
September 29, 2023 at 5:39 PM
the phone steals my voice and rubs it against a washboard,
ripping and rending my words into a mangled mess,
so that what you hear is not what I said,
while the monstrous phone sifts the air for more food.
ripping and rending my words into a mangled mess,
so that what you hear is not what I said,
while the monstrous phone sifts the air for more food.