Poetry

the Man takes, the Man feels, the Man smiles the moment he opens the gates to paradise. the sweet smell of Love, Citrus, and Buds intoxicate and inflame....

shining clean is the sound of hunger and amplified bicycle spokes playing loudly one hundred thousand dissonant notes, well, I saw them in the air and I lear...

She gave you so much to hold on to But the yards between you Grow and grow As she and her love flow Away from you , your lost You begin to count the...

Empty Devoid of all thought and worry Clear from that which makes me blue Mindless typing and babbling Incoherent whispers in my head Reason just out of re...

today is a bad day worse than yesterday it doesn't matter how hard i try the day always ends in a cry constantly losing my mind i'm running out of time ev...

pt 2, after he left i drew you a picture. it’s of a greyhound. nurture this seed of my love, and try not to cut yourself. the last things you made clear...

They told me go home So I left them Wind down for bed Go to the kitchen Pour steaming water and read the tea leaves They look soggy Is that what m...

When I show my shoulders and knees I am labeled as a distraction. Not as a person but only a problem to be dealt with. I am assumed to want attention by the boy...

(This is a poem I have written about the same person my last writing was about. I have borrowed lines from 17 songs. This was the first thing I wrote about her...

I don’t understand this, Any of this, The whole break up. How did you go from wanting to marry, Have kids, And move in together, To ending our relatio...