Biography of Ren DSanti
I'd say I'm too attatched to ever be ironic. I'm too ignorant to be influential. Too distracted to finish. I'm working on it.
Ren DSanti Poems
It's been hard Let's make a deal Awhile we ride the Ferris Wheel Our cabin's being jarred.
The Devil's A Dandy
I had a dream Where Satan took me away. He bewitched me, seduced me, he wanted to play. He had my mind and my body and my spirit utmost
It's A Circle
Broken chains can't be fired back together. Not these, and not when they're mismatched links to begin with.
Sometimes i want to save everything and everyone and sometimes i want to leave it all behind. 37 minutes ago from txt
I Guess It's A Feeling
In my gut. Maybe. Not my gut. Maybe in my chest, my ribs. I don't know where, really, but I don't think that matters.
I walk through the forest. Barefoot, though I feel not twig nor stone. My eyes stay closed, as you had said, 'walk and see with your ears instead.'
I can't tell whether I'm letting go Or holding fast, and convincing myself otherwise. The paths may change, but the patterns remain the same. I'm stuck there while I'm here, and here while I'm there.
When I was five, when I grew up I wanted to be a movie star, because everyone liked them. When I was ten, when I grew up I wanted to be a writer, because everyone understood them.
There is no such thing as unconditional love. Those circumstances where women make bad mothers, where they abuse them,
I love my brother And I love my friends, And I love anyone who prays before bed. I love my mother,
I love my brother
And I love my friends,
And I love anyone who prays before bed.
I love my mother,
And the books she's read.
And all the good food I've been fed.
I love the weather
And I love the poor,
And I love my pets that pee on the floor