Delightfully crafted,
unwinding in layers...
The years i have spent
The bridges i have burned...
Have you ever wondered how the homeless get to...
Have you ever wondered the daily struggles they go...
Clever cirsium, too clever
by far, arms herself in...
Try to write a poem worth reading,
Worth an average person to give...
His sturdy hands work through
the stiffness of his art...
I cannot see the future
And I do not see the past...
The yearnings within me
bring many desires...
I am sword's peace
I am gunshot's silence...
I can spew out poems
on a white page...
Why does the normality of a day
Continue to elude my mind and hands...
I would be heartless if i could,
For i've known much about love already...