the lavish liberty of lust unbound in the salacity of self a lover may take too long or doesn’t take long enough a lover may manipulate you

squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier

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…

his wings are lazy buzzing around the same pond a fly scared to change

as her eyes broke open most of it washed away in a dry wave of consciousness there were a few drops left near the corners of her botto…

after nineteen years she thinks of him as a fart something to air out

i saw atrocity and deceit upon the… blood spilling down its jagged cli… tragedies unbound scaling the peak i tried to warn others not to climb this vicious monster

there is a man i have never met too often on my thoughts a woman for whose thoughts i have had to c… against other men

i wanted to vote but looking at the ballot i wondered “for what?”

i drag this carriage with a whip at my back slowly leading them to their destinations to their privileges

every song smoking drinking partying with

a man who tries to possess the moo… would understandably be called arrogant a man who tries to possess the sun would rightfully be told he was

what she says has gravity a truth that pulls you closer to t… brings your feet to meet the earth… in your own shoes and see that the toe is starting t…