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
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…
This headache, these carpenters in my bedroom, pound my respite with no quarter. Just now, I need, despite the con…
Yet I use it all the time. The weather? Check my phone. The time? Check my phone. Calendar? Check my phone. How many people died today? Check my phone. It’s so exhausting. Everything ha...
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…
Around her neck Hangs an emerald line, Dotted with sun-facing flowers; Silky smooth, speaks her mind. This line brings this poet
What is going on Does anybody know For I am lost More so by the day And what is this?
Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically
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
Progression or depression, it depends on the portends. But never regression.
Yellow-green leaves lie still Upon the concrete ground. Cars are parked, People are sparse; It is the afternoon.
I shot the president and he melted into a pool of ice cream. Yummy!
Betwixt imagination And anxious reality You exist; A phantom. I hear you
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.
In an instant she turned to ice. I fired myself to thaw her. But she was too cold