As the sun casts a dye, across the sky, it becomes red with blood. From life to demise...
I sit patiently with blank paper, Yet my pen it will not write, The words will not appear,...
The Audience is my easel as our reality is the canvass that my stencil ...
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He dances in a mandala of wisteria, And wears the sunshine like a coat. Deep molasses-amber...
Tired and lonely Shattered and broken I'm not perfect I know for certain Today...
The surfer waits For the right wave Patiently poised But inside like an addict...
Addictions, you have none but yes, You do have a habit- tea. I am not habituated to tea but...
Their name, their years, revealed by the titular muse These pleasing, yet anxious beings, injecting...
I found you A common goat And I turned you into a god I painted a muddy puddle ...
March cinder blocks argued with the pollen that day , boy interrupted the sirens rioted something loud in...
Sociopaths usually have a strong sex drive or strange, sexual fetishies.
Victim:"They do?"
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In your shadows I slumber. The velveteen black enfolds and my eyes, my heart, close tightly, as a...
You are the link To my ink You are the reason I exist You are the beat ...
She... Ushers me in... With her fresh tea and coffee... With her incense and scented...
He's under my window Jamming with the wind and waves It's 3 in the morning But he's no...
Measuring Eternity By Jude Kyrie
She lay musing in this Arms The lovemaking...
I Elegy for a Muse
My muse has died, a lingering death Withered and enfeebled with...