I stared her down in the arms of a… Collected, calm, fascinated and fe… Once where my child dared to tread Dared to be steady and faltered Mixing thoughts, mixing moods, mix…
I want this to begin, feel your wa… My body aches and gets the shakes At your touch that melts me so muc… My mind quivers and it sends shive… Up and down my spine knowing you a…
I started a rhyme Then a thought chimed in And another And another So I thought about my thought
I told him it would be epic So to this standard I must now ho… My language hasn’t been quite sept… And there’s much of a tale to be t… And so I pour out to you, friends
I had an effervescent eminescent m… Decided that I had had enough of… I said goodbye to the memories of… One in which all the pain was neve… To ask me how the question became…
Can you feel the breeze around the… Shuffling leaves and plagues and n… Across a dreamscape so quiet and s… Maybe I should warn her Danger lurks in places we stare
Calming storms we battle proud And sometimes stuck behind the shr… Of calling out to our master’s dec… And wondering when we shall be all… One needn’t ask for permission to…
Say it to me slow because I could… Why the fuck your words made a dif… On the apocalyptic nature of your… Publicly lambasting me for what it… Slipped into the cracks of a fonde…
When last I exhaled your toxic fu… And now I stand here listening to… I was absolutely sure, then and as… I would never end my life I would never grasp a knife
Violets are magenta Horses and placenta. Roses are definitely not magenta. Anarchy. ~C
Call me please after the dial tone Something that’s known A vibraphone Resonating & vibrating & pulsating… Attacking the existence you though…
Sick of this distortion Reality sliding around like Bumper cars full of wayward childr… Celebrating the escape from a terr… I want to get off this ride and pr…
The street is familiar The lanes are not. I’ve fallen in again And am now distraught. I couldn’t see what needed to be s…
His wrath well worn and all too known; His peace well torn as we held His scorn. His effervescent attitudes
Sonder I ponder Clearly the day drifts on and wear… Of elegant decay. What’s that, you say? You too?