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…

Cascading thoughts drifting into k… Of disbelief given the circumstanc… Around which I dance and give to… Trying extemporaneously to divulge That which cannot be taken

“Why can’t you just fucking take i… You’d think the metallic bat in yo… You’d think it might be that loade… You might even question if I’m di… I don’t swing that way but swings…

Hello my name is Christopher and… Why to ace this gig and become the… My tools aren’t meant to destroy But to build empires within the so… A place within each and every one

Roses are red; Violets are blue. Haiku 18 Jan

It’s been a minute since I’ve wri… Afield of flowers Blooming in the folds of places Spaces between my thoughts, my ear… In tears I saw her veil piercing…

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

I had an effervescent eminescent m… Decided that I had had enough of… I said goodbye to the memories of… One in which all the pain was neve… To ask me how the question became…

Spritely darting to and fro A sunshine’s glimmer, toe to head Unexpected directions here to shim… It’s dimmer on the edges of a tran… She welcomes me in her mischief

The soft cries of her voice escape… Behind her I exist in solitude, o… The dark ringlets float in the sil… And a beautiful sunset wanders int… The sheer fabric too floats over h…

Violets are magenta Horses and placenta. Roses are definitely not magenta. Anarchy. ~C

I stared her down in the arms of a… Collected, calm, fascinated and fe… Once where my child dared to tread Dared to be steady and faltered Mixing thoughts, mixing moods, mix…

Whereupon the words oft spoken Love, torment, grief. Tis better, it has been said, To be tormented instead By an endless winter of grief

When last I exhaled your toxic fu… And now I stand here listening to… I was absolutely sure, then and as… I would never end my life I would never grasp a knife

Paint: It goes where it isn’t supposed to Much like the way your stares Found their way through This zoo of emotion