I thought I was asking, Believing in me, To claim To cling To plainly win In sanity, And Yet.
A Jester’s Finest Hour.
Mornings are A tricky glee, When anger can Get rid of thee, But dance around The tricky sort And then […]
Alleyway Marker.
Marks are hard To come by, Even when the pain Is screaming from Eye to Good bye.
Already Dirty
But did you know? My anti-microbial, My napkin, My way to clean, Is stubbornly Already dirty.
Lucky Enough to Hear Her.
Underbelly on 5th Or quarters made of fifths, Her music still Eases fists.
Facebook Has Censored Me.
I clicked to my Facebook page and I could not use it because “Someone may have accessed my account”. However, […]
Say More Than Casualties.
Numbers are Our way, Of not Spelling, Their names.
Ribbons of Lament.
In that emulsive Of a cave I was a worm, Who would fabricate Ribbons of lament, As my factory For […]
Tallest Humble.
Quite a tangle is a foot, In the angle at the meddling Melody of soot, That in territory of trouble […]
Temporal Opponents.
Clutching to the seconds, The guide of when Went back to then, And so in everything All was but bent, […]
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