My heart doesn’t bleed For if it did I would be...
I used to verse On ocean waves That never burned Or...
I will not verse on your beauty For surely it has,...
Coming for you Lining you up In organized patterns Rubber bands...
So simple Avoiding confrontation As if it were some kind of...
I tried to write a poem about the rain But it...
My self is Foreign to me now How I wish that...
Irish dancing tunes Surround my bed, My house, my head We...
Ceiling drips blood-stained secrets Upon me Fury rages like crematory fire...
Playing grown up games Secretly Without a conscience Or a direction...