(2015)
This is a univocal lipogram poem, where only one vowel is used throughout the poem
#Lipogram #Wind
What is a name? Glorified ticket to fame? Or something else entirely? Are you a fallen tree in the fores… or are you a pair of ragged claws
We shoot for superiority. The best of the idea, the winning match and set game for the domination. I, with masculine energy,
Here’s the bet. What’s a blind? Pass the pretzels bro. I’ve never had this beer before.… Have these cards been shuffled?
Gazing at the heavens, wondering if I am to blame for evil. Incorrigible self.
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.
An echoing melody breezed through… swinging from the tops of green fo… and melted the defenses of the mou… Everything seemed to disappear thi… I was in myself a different way.
The rain was not refreshing. we waited and waited on those barren, thirsty desert hills. But no rain came.
As I sat on that dark misty cliff… and felt the tips of the ocean bel… lightly on my face, in comfort or… by that sun burst into the world w… The sea beneath my dangling feet r…
And the others withhold experience from me. So that I sit, and stare,
I really wanted to die underneath that heavenly blue sky, and leave behind the tensions and… and float upwards and away from th… No longer called a buffoon,
Fragrance of her expression keeps me in rumination. At night, with unconscious and relaxed demeanor, my thoughts– oh my thoughts they thrive.
Creating, condemning, piercing my skin with a rough sketch, tattoo ink and a clueless reminder found within every pore.
At first, I was the reveling masq… In a dozen wanton nights, with a lack of fright for social a… I sought to receive. I sought to breath
The tower of Babel was destined to fall not because of the wrath of God, but the hatred
She sat there across the table from me as music blared through the night sky. Heavy majestic clouds,