This headache, these carpenters in my bedroom, pound my respite with no quarter. Just now, I need, despite the con…
What is going on Does anybody know For I am lost More so by the day And what is this?
Look, the moon is out! It’s almost full moon. But it’s midday, the moon’s not su… Go away moon!
Beyond the vast icy landscapes Far from the othering city There’s someone waiting for me In my favorite dreamscape. God knows I’ve been waiting for h…
Listen closely to this, mine beati… Thumping with passion, imagination… My longing onto you it does impart In the tuned key of deep adoration… This rhythm of love, it came nary…
From the day that we met your name has bounced around in my… increasing in volume it’s really loud now but i don’t mind
The wall’s broken down, The river’s run aground, The water’s sound Is nowhere to be found. The angst of it comes to call
Yellow-green leaves lie still Upon the concrete ground. Cars are parked, People are sparse; It is the afternoon.
Around her neck Hangs an emerald line, Dotted with sun-facing flowers; Silky smooth, speaks her mind. This line brings this poet
I can see you’re still bleeding. I would like to dress your wound, my wound. In my haste I now realize, I bleed too.
Crush my heart And take from me The very passion that is my soul; Rip it out And leave no doubt
Progression or depression, it depends on the portends. But never regression.
I shot the president and he melted into a pool of ice cream. Yummy!
Bestow upon me wisdom So that I may forget it Once again.
Cold breath Yours was warm No breasts Fully formed Time for love