There is always time you’ll never… Stacks of newspapers, tupperware a… Staring back at my listless eyes Despising the rising of layers of… Rusted unto an otherwise strengthe…
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…
Sasha my god you’ve left me alone… Despair drowning like a babe at se… Lost, yet found and nonconforming… Deep inside my head this makes abs… yet every filter is written off li…
I’ve felt a target, punctured and… Spun into a web of deceit and hate And I’d like to congratulate All those that came before Knelt down like a whore
My fingers trace a path over the m… Smiles replace memories, the face… I trace down to the center, down t… What a beautiful journey! I’ve ne… Out-of-focus petals tease my eager…
They set the restrictions, they cr… It shrouds my life until it is as… Do I conform, follow what they sa… And if I choose differently, is i… My life becomes happier with every…
Roses are red; Violets are blue. Haiku 18 Jan
Paint: It goes where it isn’t supposed to Much like the way your stares Found their way through This zoo of emotion
When every day the turning sphere Advises below the trophosphere; I pen my thoughts with tools in mi… Soon enough we’re shown the tangle… ~C
He flew with poise and energetic g… Stinger lancing out, if only you c… But of course not you fool, He’s a fucking bee. Expressionless remorse as he hones…
If I were sitting where you were, I would wonder what I was peering… I too would feel confusion I too would start to wonder– Hmmm… And my mind would drift off too.
Sonder I ponder Clearly the day drifts on and wear… Of elegant decay. What’s that, you say? You too?
Springing down, upon and forth to… There is no other to say where and… To begin, confused and saying his… His destruction’s begun without th… This word’s manifest his disconten…
The hand flirts in dangerous tides… As it travels through the midnight… Calm collected, undetected When the penetrating silence unend… A flip-flop slap
If it pleases to be teased we’ll h… Of marching feet on cleated time Bleated rhymes don’t suit me well If it’s time it’s time to tell That once we gel