Mamma Mia! Maestro, mute the music!
My mouth must meditate, moreso mediate...
Beauty lives here, expanding in all corners,
Luring weary travelers to the sleek hotels and...
Toys
they spread it all over the floor...
I love to awaken to a brand new day
unsullied, unsoiled, nature having her way...
Alphabet Form, whatever it is, a club challenge...
Thanks Bob...
My dreams get better at the end
but first let's imagine a glass house...
My
lilies...
You caught me
praying underground...
I have always believed depression lived
within ebony clouds beneath my eyes...
I want a poem that
you'd sob with...
Yesterday is today:
pseudo faces, alter-egos...
Gates of hell burst open wide
Muscles taut fire in his eyes...