long begrimed with dust a floor looking for a broom love me for my scuffs
A long lone bicycle ride there. I have to stay off the booze. I have to stay off Facebook.
if you dream me dream me without these horns without scorn back beside the lord
a man must find his way to live in the world a poet must find his way to let the world live
plenty more on that beautiful head of hers she’ll never even know it’s missing
dear deity as the world continues to fall apa… in my heart it is clear to me that you do not hear me that you do not fear for me
no matter how damned everything is i keep a flower in my coffin to remind myself that the sun still offers me something
A bleak winter day has come to me with one rose alive in it’s hand. I am asked when spring will set it… when the leaves will return to the… and more roses will bloom in the l…
avoiding cocoons pride is the caterpillar that shuns butterflies
my knee is there if i need to bend my leg my knee is not there for me to beg if you place an empty plate in fro…
do not weep when the bird flies aw… from your window sill be grateful that it ever landed th… even if just for a moment
he left behind a loving wife three children many close friends and the best damn dog this side of… sadly
regret of the clock once wanted to be a watch even time gets lost
it was never my intention to clip… i was only trying to take a feathe… so that i would have something to… after you flew away
on a good day a poem is just a death threat to e… on a bad day it is a love letter
