sometimes, i liken you to a songbird
carrying with them – the sweetest song...
as your voice spills into the room,
waking the silence from its gentle...
Vagrancy often visits my doorstep
and talks and talks of...
time swims non-linearly in a vast ocean.
i bring palms together, and cup the water...
Warning:
A long, personal poem...
Dancing sparkles shimmer on its undulating...
whilst gulls bob gently up and down...
What a hug-less night!
what infectious cruelty...
Before the game of gamble, starts
it is already paid for...
You first came across her
at the Amtrak station in Waterloo...
I shower at the darkest hour,
processing grief from old memories...
I held my dog to the bed
last night when...
Where everything is versified to be uttered
and sublime is not external and pretended...