Beating writers block and taking on new content

I made a mistake
He hisses
Whilst my life appears
Cake mush on the gravel
He has kicked so many times,
Not even a column of a lonely candle
Dough it scatters by the side
Even the bin man
Leans back studies a mosaic of
Chaos
What had it been
With so much taste
And all this sugar brought
To waste

Millionaire Minute

image from photo'sfromheart

Eyes on you
Rich girls dont cry
We wipe the salt
that Covets lie
and all the unmistakable things
Have you forgotten me blossom
Pregnant
with the stitch of Yesterdays Loins
The scent it trails
I pop the boils
We clamp the chaos
From it's mess
For Pretty girls
are in distress