In retrospect I could see, How I was a very Inaccurate portrait Of me.
Furthest.
Untitled.
Here’s.
While touring the opportunities ahead, Aware that unlike those Who thought they were your peers Who had purpose in time, […]
Utterances of Engulfment.
I sat Clutching at the betrayal Shapeless and In soaking ponds content. To wrestle me Until I married an end, […]
Perpetual Rigor.
By the few glass cut holes Through which to view, How I am absent In one motionless force, An endless […]
Snot Out.
Hang out with your snot out.
Smiling at my bruise.
At least the cords of keeping had the courtesy, To explain their ample entry At a position I had not […]
Seeking Affirmation.
Crumpled up to be tossed, Each totem of esteem That both gorges on attention, And yet cinches at rejection Is […]
The Closing Bell
Everyday is a closing bell, Ticking until time will sell The hold out juror’s Final objection, For a finite abstraction […]
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