Abstract

Beauty lies in the ebs and flows of the beholder
Setting out intentions and cueing the next move...

Too many Indians and not enough Chiefs. Whoever thought that this was a game should rename this poem. ‘A...

analogous to where
the fountainhead of knowledge
gushes forth unstoppable
as a result...

All I have here is expression of self

So I'll keep it to myself

I've been...

This is a poem that I created in which I had took a poem that the love of my life wrote In which I broke...

Anguished

Despair filled his eyes

The words from such desperation he spoke...

like the infinite vista
upon the midwestern plain
farther than the eyes of mine
(an...

honored at freedom fête
of course in my dreams
where Tony the Tiger
roars Matthew...

He who shall not be named,
Is the beginning, the creator, the cause
Of the rewiring, and the...

Larking about, such words came to mind, in the absolute.
There are no crossfire's or antidotes to...

Death is a moving force
to all things that end.
For me, it was a heavy obstacle—
to...

Crown of thorn
ready to be sown dusted shelf’s speak in swarm turned they faces away from the worn...

Liars liars
All of you are liars, prancing abound with out any sound or care anymore
As if...

We are all whoring ourselves for the same dollar, tearing each other down as we go
The machine has...

though two thousand nine hundred
will be here in seventy five years,
a mere blink of the eye...