4-25-12
So many scattered thoughts...
My mind is made up:
I push away both love and life...
These Days
Days pass us by...
Today is tomorrow and tomorrow is today,
The tiny little things I do...
Dressing upon an early morn,
designing a feminine look...
Interior deserts,
vague litanies for someone who died leaving all...
We will all die,
everyone that we have looked at...
Wise is the man
who gives from the heart...
Every room in Aunt Kelly's home
is a regular hexahedron...
Watch the evening willows cry; the birds flow...
And as the tale's ending goes, happily ever, the...
I had a child look at me once and say
Sir, how is it ever I can write a happy poem...
( Collab with Silvia )
After our little friend realized his mistake, he...