Focus Group; Solo

by Lord Bison · 12 May 2016

Total: 0 Average: 0

Spoken Word

Never not stimulate my mind
Never forget me not
I’ll walk down halls with you too
Only when a promise
Folds inward
Against the shore that a wave
Crashed
Lunar excuses go far
We’re all busy, non?
Grab me here
Unless … unless
Desire really fools us both

more by LORD BISON

check out: That Golden Woman – A Spoken Word Album by Lord Bison

visit: Lord Bison’s Blog

photograph by Ian Schneider

Image Curve’s Manifesto

Total: 0 Average: 0

Tags: crash desire home poem 98 spoken word

Lord Bison

Jazz-soaked spirit running circles around despair...or something like that. Really. Lover of words, lover of being in worlds free...just...free. New Yorker, artist, Virgo besieged by airhead tendencies akin to Libra moves. Bronx is home base. Began an obsession with writing at seven and twenty-odd years hence, still at it. Enjoy/love/hate/be bored/appreciate to your heart's content. Or something like that. http://www.lbisonartist.com