Those are some wicked words you use to hurt,
and those decadent taunts with which you flirt...
At night I lay snuggled in my bed
Ambitions growling, still unfed...
Birth is the first chip on our windshield,
after...
Junk email reads...
The less awareness
we have the more objects we...
The tail of a dog
diving in water...
I happened to search your name
even though I deleted my socials...
I keep asking myself,
will it ever get better...
Marigold flowers
adorn...
She visits today,
amidst clouds and clutter...
You see, everyday, when I’m at work
I scan the same familiar fruits...
The room felt her presence as
as she sat in front of a leaning...