I needed to write this poem
with a pen...
I felt so excited,
about meeting her that evening...
Hear it
Stop it...
RUSTIC HUES
The crimson ball that skims the earth...
She now denies the god
he brought out in her...
Winter bares a tree
of leaves while Summer dawns to...
They were there when your born
when you were first moved to scorn...
I needn't look for happiness
its right here in me...
Delta
she sat for some minutes...
I am an ebon starling, I have yet to grow
to mother's size, yet streaks of an...
Cattails stray between garbage cans,
empty beer bottles and sleeping bags...
The music chart traduced into a foreign language...
The hormonal wind evaporated my footsteps and...