Early morning,
sunshine peeking...
We check out humans like they are library books,
browsing past their skin with retinas made for...
Sarah forgot her-
who helped her discover dreams...
I once wrote that
you were the joy in my writes...
A razor sharp tongue
cuts deeper than any knife...
What made me so sad
isn't your lying but that...
I fall...
broken...
Jesus
Son, healer, king...
Can you see it?
can you dream it...
Give me stormy days;
too much of placidity...
City lights blind young
eyes, filled with tarnished hopes and...
A spider stopped one day and said
"What makes the thoughts inside my...