She was crying
like I could never stop her...
Their
secret...
Stepping away from my comfortzone
it's in my nature...
Snowflakes landing
Over the mud littered path...
Doll wake up from sleep.
Ignorance and confusion about the strange world...
I know what it is like
to have someone in my life...
Somber throats choke on virulent words,
Heavy as dust that flutters as fog...
A closed door will only ever reflect
Forlorn light shining upon peeling paint...
I had a crazy dream once where I became a poet
My words touched humanity and quotations quoted...
I sit,
I breath...
An enigmatic ovum cracks-
and a world of creativity hatches...
Roses are red
HAITIANS are brown...