10:15 PM -
There's no sweet sixteen or forever twenty-one...
We both know what
the black stars hide...
The exasperated sigh of a father is not like other...
His disappointment hits me like a jo...
Lingering aroma-
fragrance in your touch...
---
years later...
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sometimes i think we get so full and plush with...
I've scraped surfaces
of what needs to be...
You were old.
I could tell by scars and...
If tomorrow comes Poetry
like she did today...
Oh your cryptic lines play words
like a carnival game...
Life,
is an underwater moonlight...
It is here
that I stand reaching...