Freewriting

Skin shed, I tripped over into the dirt. Dirty I came up, shedded naked. Vulnerable to my existence. There was a calling, I heard the old me weeping. She’s dead, my mind is playing tricks on me. I ran through the jungle barefoot, to feel the rough on my feet. Rain beat on my head, but I tasted blood and sweat on my tongue. No more does the dark stir fear inside of me. I sit in the dark with a knife to fight my demons.

Lustful

Put your sweats on. No make up on me. When we chill, there`s nothing I can’t see going down between us. Hands on thighs, bodies to my bed. Only after we’ve watched five minutes of netflix. I know you will meet me in the moment. To make more moments, of lust filled sensual smelling, good feeling sex. We only know this language, where our clothes stay on the floor. Anything more we don’t want to explore. Lusting you, is better than the responsibility of loving you. We`re lustfully satisfied without knowing the unknowns of love.     

Santa Baby

Santa Baby I want to not light, the lights. There’s a shiny ring I need indeed. Santa baby be a sweet dear, and hurry down my chimney tonight.

My mistletoe needs a kiss. Think of how good I’d feel from it.

Santa Baby don’t make a fuss for me. I’ll be here dripped for the gods… You’ll see. 

Santa Baby bring me 2 pounds of weed. To decorate my tree in dime baggies. So hurry down my chimney tonight. Make it rain money on me, I deserve one of everything. Don’t be bitter when I’ve been so sweet. Come down the chimney and give me some wood. Santa baby just a few last things. Check me off for a car, and key chain. With the keys to a house, on my land. Santa baby it’s not a lot, so hurry down my chimney tonight.

Nothing matters

It doesn’t matter. Everything we do is for the moment. Emotions are vulnerable moments. They fade just like the days, one comes after another. Some days its her, today it`s she. The moments don't matter. Nothing even matters to me anymore. Dead again, murdered by the heart that revived me. It doesn't matter were in this world passing time. Only time and money matters. Life is a moment we`ll change in the moments to come nothing matters.

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