WORDS
Words are neat...
The tall man in front of me
Looks rather sad...
(Vanity.)
Mirror check please...
From the parlor to the parkway,
Peeking purely 'round the causeway...
The engine roars
Like my heart did when I first met Marie that...
My feet made of sand
Gravel covers my toes...
Loose this weight
Just for you...
A time ago, a place ago there was only corruptness
I read a poem that spoke of things that were not...
When is it that light turns to dark?
good turns to evil...
Temptation is a luring unseen power.
Temptation sweeps up humans in a sly forceful way...
Why do people not believe me,
walking down the street...
I wish to see
An angry ocean...