The life of poets is collapsing
within grief...
So you've all heard of Cinderella,
But I'm gonna tell you what is true...
Falling orbs of night are calling me home
beneath the flare of demonic visions...
My alcoholism
controls everything I do...
I need to care less;
turn off ALL my emotions...
I barely remember today
or yesterday...
When America sneezes
the whole world catches a cold...
My spirit is wide open
my soul is exploring...
So far the waters of my life became somewhat...
But lately, they sway from side to side...
I don't dream so often anymore.
If I do then I seldom remember context or details...
Our words are music on a
rundown carousel in an...
Like the moon,
I don’t have enough lucency...