Freestyle

Spoiled rotten
is the metaphor du jour
where not only
does the stench fit
it...

HUT OF LOVE
She was in a fortitude of hilariousness,
Within a flow of nectar from her beauty...

GO AND BLOSSOM
Go and blossom, lovely lotus,
Tell the sun above to pour light,
So...

Another sedatives kick in, and I go dead.
A vacant mask where thoughts were once bred.
My...

I have this one particular
top drawer
sitting in my living room
I swear, it must be...

okay maybe,
if he had just been forced
to march
on his bone spurs for one
or...

The gifts she holds close to her heart...

She would freely give...

​​​​​She's not really...

When a group of people stand...

You turn off the Volume...

One Ball...

Ten Pins...

Stepping into
the broken facade
of our daily decay

Shoes will be soaked
yet...

You don’t always get to choose your best friends
Your best friends have chosen you
You never...

Simply Delicious!

I didn't think they're ridiculous Show would ever end...

Did you?...

You know
I just love being me
No doubt about it
I love all of Gods things

I...

She sat in her darkened kitchen on her old chair
reflecting on what went wrong?
why did she...

Even though veritable hypothetical unknown females
courtesy Facebook Messenger
frequently...

Poetry and I related from hello, she said she had no rules to follow.

Our eyes met and forever she...

There will be no full contrition
until we reach
the Gates of Desperation

When...

On the flowering heath
an unexpected fen.

Flocks of waterlilies drifting in silence,
...