When I turned the page what happened kept me. Unbeknownst to me. Ink blotched in all directions My Bones hollowed to the mess
Chasing highs Stopped listening to myself And the bodies were mounted Eight years full Betting on myself,
And to the thoughts That lead me in circles Wondering when and what if I ease you now. Life without a little delusion
Everything was orange When The sun hazed Beaming on the forever green below Almost aware of what or when When The sun bled
Fourth in the Fire When I was with you I stayed up all night. Now we have parted, I cannot sleep.
Woods Joseph Ambrosino Into the barren leaves Dressing the soil Into the pollen topped
On the mattress tops We collapsed into each other’s arm… Oh, my love How much you torment me in the wak… What lover will get to know you
that day in choir those voices in the room That high melody in the air Were all just noise And could not
Top of misery the churning of blood Inflation of muscles Gnashing of teeth. Ongoing tension suffocates me
My child’s, child of mine. What have I done to disturb you? Shall I agree? To disagree Is such a shame
Forgiveness/New Friend “Madness!”, was the word That flickered among the two birds You left all your wings on the sta… And so did I– damaged and bruised
And to my son Yet to be born I can hear you With a gentle voice kind enough to silence broken hear…
How ironic it is That the same breath That maintains the body Nurtures the mind Pushes the heart
Out of all desires That my life’s myth Noised about None can compare To the screaming and gnashing
I used to know you draped over my back you first gripped me a glorious shroud of warmth. By surprise, you wrapped your arms…