My verses are not pretentious
therefore
they’re regardless of audience.

In poetry: looking for winners is loss.

Don't piss off the peace!

The most painful thing in this world is not losing someone you love so much but losing yourself for the wrong person

Lonely doesn’t begin to explain the depth of my solitude.

You see their pictures on silver screens or in fancy magazines
And think that’s what they look like, all taut skin and no smile lines

It's not that I take myself too seriously, it's that others don't take me seriously enough.

I take umbrage with misery, not least because it seems to relish unburdening itself far more freely at our feet than happiness does.

Life has been a bit unsteady and I have no center gravity to pull me in. One wrong move and I’ll whisk away.

I’d like to get lost in the fantasy of your written words.