The children’s section, when I was a child
served my sister as a babysitter for me...
She said, “randomness is non-existent...
I replied while quizzically looking at her, “I...
I'm going to buy one final boat,
And this one will have flare...
I find a pretty butterfly
One I had never seen...
I plucked you from a meadow because I was...
As you sit within that vase, I gradually watch you...
When words like warm blood smoothly flow
Within the insides of poetic frame...
With the wings, they escape my thoughts.
With a coal, they burn my imagination...
Would you forgive me if I told you nothing but the...
When you look at the moon, do you ever think about...
Amaranth grows eagerly
throughout my...
Let go of everything,
All those painful things you think...
I've been told
My poetry doesn't make a lick of sense...
I've constructed a fortress made
entirely of mirrors and misdirection...