Poems

Life can be poor sport in a port of Calling,
where echo the windge-furies of all effort-
to...

I’m in the Hotdog room of the unforgiven, shriven from the Cuban cigars
and Flamingoes… slumming it...

The cat cries,
wanting something
But not from me
I cannot touch it
It will not...

I am referring to my writing room it's all set up now and I don't have to clutter up the kitchen table plus...

to be still he too will sit

trying to be on time
like the who that walk past in a rush...

in flowering streams
we will love

with you i must
my butterfly of lust you Butterfly...

Little sister, my brittle sister
Yet to lose your glister
Viewing life through curious eyes...

Everyday i work
everyday is a job
just look around
and you too shall
SEE...

Hard black bunny
I love holding your tail
An talking to you
Then sometimes
Hard...

West Bay Clams

How I wish upon these ultra violet hues and those iridescent blues hiding in the...

Weariness is windswept,washed out with worrisome

Lamentations of lifelessness, stuck in a rut of...

I dwell amongst dictionaries for what my soul does desire, as I dig and delve amidst dreaminess I set my...

Flicking through the channels on my remote control

I am sat in solitude without another living...

Bedroom Walls & Borrowers

When gazed upon and slowly so
These old stone bedroom walls...

I really don't know what to do, why won't you open up?
Its because I've been hurt so much my heart...

Ever have a day like that,
I do occasionally,
climb the walls..

私は私の体にひどく残酷されています
たぶん私は他の人から学んだので
結局のところ、子供たちは両親を模倣します
たとえそれが彼らの没落につながったとしても

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