(2015)
I once felt the sensation to Rapture, hence this poem. It was fun to feel like I was being Raptured
Do your work and remove yourself. Don’t check the follower count. You are a rock, immoveable in your… You are the river that breathes an… You are provider. And receiver.
The ladder is before you Will you climb? Well of course you will You have the time Those first rungs are easy
You’ve got to bleed life and be able to write it with a grip in your hand that knows no limit, clenching 'til the roots
I live in the street of somethings… I live 30 feet beneath the street. It scares me sometimes. Life rests its crest,
I wish my memories were translated… Reflections of my life, entranced in melody, I wonder how they would sound. The music of my memories...
Why can’t I finally admit love is a powerful emotion like a drug phase, the age old adage that breaks the heart open
Madness ensued in dark corners and wretched taver… where I insulted myself, and I go… by a tribal aggression; must retal… and avenge for society’s sake.
Fragrance of her expression keeps me in rumination. At night, with unconscious and relaxed demeanor, my thoughts– oh my thoughts they thrive.
In front of the eager class stood the fool who had been hand-picked by the professor to share
The tower of Babel was destined to fall not because of the wrath of God, but the hatred
I swear if I have to read one more poem of someone cutting themselves I’m going to cut myself. Really deep.
There’s four of them, circling aro… not doing or thinking of tomorrow. Just simple thoughts and words sha… to each other. Today yet another d… Dressed mostly in black, with rand…
I have something to say about deci… if I were to make them all the time, might find a certain sense of resolute truth. The mind wanders to and fro,
My fingers tremble in the cold as I stack the stones in a slanted… I’m accompanied by the hummingbird… who search for the mystery in gard… sprouting within the cracks of thi…
I’m grateful. Grateful for the words I breathe. For the times I’ve lived and, in… for the greatness of the moments a… I’m grateful