Light surrounds the tunnel Of every future yet. Darkness fossilizes What I would soon forget. A child I would dip my hands
I guess it was you all along. Why did I have to see it so late? No wonder I have glasses. Get some for my heart, too Preferably with bifocals.
If I were a rose to rest beside y… the thorns that built us up. I want to be the one that guides y… I want our lives to touch. Young in the summer, younger in th…
Light surrounds the tunnel Of every future yet Darkness fossilizes What I would soon forget. I look into the future
It has been said that you should Dance like no one’s watching— I always dance like you are Seeing me Across the room
Poetry is a fight. We slam the words with our fisted… shouting the counterrevolutionary,… to hook your faces into shock Go to places where time no longer…
sit down my dears and I will tell a story wondrous—true. of life and love and all the things
I drag a metaphor too far into the dirt to pick up sticks and worms around the little trees little trees
Oh Mrs. Mary Kay— Mary May! Hey! Your boy’s not coming here this da… No, he’s farming hay—
I see our names on checks in black… an address peers below a simple home of warmth and light that everyone would know. I wonder—
I trust him so much. I want to tell him everything I’ve ever done.
You are a storm A fire A shatter in the dark Ripples on the surface Crack
Does God still speak in dreams today or does he now choose sleep Silence glitters my bedroom pictur… darkness all now brings.
In your green dress staring up at… your heart speaks the picture you keep on your laptop for all to… I used to wonder if it was all jus… sad bad boy that could only toy wi…
such a vicious cycle monster mashing in my face sleep deprived and bleary eyed my mind knows not the taste of understanding calculus
