Magic Mosely

The winds whistle your name.

My heart is a gale.

Pop Quiz

What are the color of my toes?

She caught me slipping-
Had it been so long since I kissed them
On some simp s***.
Her fingers are in her pockets to hide the matching set.

If she feeling pretty they must be pink.

But she playing coy.
They might be orange.

Maybe theyre red.
I love the s*x in her smile.

Maybe they’re blue
or black
or maybe they’re white

Maybe it’s a trick question

Is she testing our connection
Or my recollection?
How much time my eyes have spent in her direction?

Simple answer.
How far the sky stretches-

But now I’m helpless-
She smiles.
“I knew you couldn’t guess them. They’re the same color as my panties and you’ll find out, love, soon enough”

- Mosely

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13 13s
These times are jinxed.
Dopamine addicts.
They REEL us in with mental tricks.
Skinner Boxes as profile clicks.
Our lives are lived
via social media.
Facebook, Snapchat, TikTok, Twitter
To each their own distorted vision.
How does one align with truth when
We are censored by algorithms?

-Moses Oaktree