Poems from Shaun Poet
intuitive notions spin the wheel of my revolving chamber/ the lack of hope feeds my famished need for the perfect stranger/ but often comes...
Have you heard the red and blue assumption?
Erasing our brothers like its nothing.
And of course we do the worst thing and
tear up our own...
its hard to turn away when there's something to say,
and its hard to star gaze when there's nothing to pray,
things can be amazing when...
boom boom bap, boom boom bapboom boom bap, boom boom bap
do you know who you are?do you? do you?
boom bap, boom bap,
I know I'm...
you said when the stars aligned the dots would connect us deeper baby,
miscalculated astronomy to where we're weakened baby,
love was...