But will nobody, Answer an Afternoon?


But will nobody, Answer an Afternoon?

For they said I was a delicate Monster, That I ate In their cage.

Refusing the crown Of darkness, Escapes certainty For a lapse, In good.

Authority demands Access, To the fictions Of my truth, And I am nobody In repute.

Entirely important in days, That for relapse of retelling Have mentored dreams, Inspecting as expecting Intending respect In their ways.

My dots along the cell line, Are a miracle of a smudge A colony of civilization, In a person Made […]

As weakness feels sure, The strength drenched In trenches, Is of angles And of Greeting anger As a lure.

I looked at, Myself And said, “I am better Than this.” And This Looked back, And said “Who you?”

So that when it burned me, I never let it stop Because I was aching, To have a hole To […]

Giving away your feelings, Is easy in a thought And then they talk A lot.