Breathe a little, Live a little, Yearn a little, Burn a little
There is nothing left thereExcept ghosts and regrets.Hidden land mines ofWhat should have beens andPainfully unpaid debts.Reminders of the you…
I am her, and her, and her, and her.Constructed carefully from bits and pieces.From how it should be toHow it…
There is nothing left thereExcept ghosts and regrets.Hidden land mines ofWhat should have beens andPainfully unpaid debts.Reminders of the you…
Another year has almost passedAnother eternity went by so fastFrom who I was and what I didTo what is gone…
The neon starlight flashes brightInto the room dark at night.Familiar hands smooth down my skinTangling in my hair and thenSoft…
One can, perchance, mourn the passing ofThe restless coils and toils of grief.Even as the heart expands in freedom fromThat…
I sit here, among the flowers that now bloom In the gentling dusk gilded by the quietly setting sun,
Can a poet be happy, I truly wonder?Except as a temporary passing whimIf she decides, weary of angst,To allow mundane…
All the whys and whereforesThe thus and therefores.All the times I thought of you and smiled.All the wishes and dreamsThe…
She looked like a serene angel, glowing in the depths of rancid hell. Smooth alabaster high brow, swathe of dark…