* Treading My Pride.
The heart of a dreamer beats out of time...
We were legends then...
Painting worlds with our tongues...
I remember this one time,
when I was thinking so deep...
A day in my life
I open my eyes to a sky of blue...
COMPLICATED,
A LIVING HELL...
Tucked away safely
within a closet...
Soft
hands...
Fearless pomeranians
bounce with excitement...
Silver curtains of moonlight,
Undulating slowly over glowing hillsides...
I've been skipping the sidewalks
of my latter poems...
It's hard to deny
what's inside...
Broken mirrors and paper planes,
Driving down empty highway lanes...