POETRY
Some days, you just need to write the sad stuff, today was one of those days.
If Opposites Attract
Broken.
Harsh reality.
Not the ocean.
feminine masculinity.
How to strike a balance
when you are what you’re not.
but living human desires catch you
do you live to eat, or eat to rot?
What’s your first memory?
Do you have a memory?
I’m trying to remember me?
why have I forgot?
Strange things.
what is time?
Time is measures
measures that rhyme,
that is the music
with lyric and beat.
that is what time is
but what is this meat?
Attached to my bones
and feeling so cold.
tasting such bitter
and growing so old.
Cynical cyanide
beneath this living hide
and seek out some answers
to be lost not found.
teasing to be something else
do you prefer a mockery of self?
I’m just a skin sack filled with shit
your just a skin sack filled with it..
Why do I want?
it’s what I want.
Connective reality
the original psychedelic,
Do you fuck to live or live to fuck?
fuck it all… denial’s in sight
I’ve got to do laundry in the morning
and instead
sleep all night.
To be tired is living
To be hungry is living
to be cold is living,
I guess I’m so alive.
Bitter is sweet at the back of the tongue.
The rope is tied around the rungs
we climb so high until were flung
stammered by our strength
or lack thereof.
If opposites attract,
I must be like everyone.
A.G. Balázs
A.G. Balázs is a Director, Producer, Actor, Video and Photographer, Screenwriter, Poet. Songwriter and Musician.