Not Too Many and Not Too Few
Poem Trying to lightly find connection by trimming the tree of lost affection Cut too deeply with a desire for more Hurts and pulls the roots from the core Continue to trim those dying...
Category: Poetry
Closer – Animus
Abstract Poetry Context based on sex Forever saying what’s best to have a bedroom victory tune becomes redundant, never misses its mark acquiesce with aplomb then figure out the fallout in somebody else’s...
Beneath the Ceiling
Poem There was a whisper Then the words sprung forth with a roar that matched the terrors of my heart As the icicles melted into springtime And the clock’s hands continued turning There...
Ladies Man
Sexual Poem Hi. I’m Mike. I like to masturbate over babes with shaved havens and penetrate them to the sound of their hymens breaking. I’m shy and lazy, but try to make time...
Sands of My Broken Timing Glass: Reprise
Poem And what I saw were mistakes that a child makes with her entire fragile frame of mind, seeing nothing but the sands of time as she races to finish her self-steepened climb....
2 Poems On Identity
Poems on Identity Codeine Identity Crisis What shall I call myself? Perhaps I am a blessing distributed drip by drip by drip to cozied cups clutched within infinitely curling fingers. Or better yet I...
The Pacific Design Center
Place Poem A man fell to his death. “Likely suicide,” they said, as if he tripped, dropped off eleven floors by accident or saw his widow place her hands over her ears to...
Electric Veins
Poem Here in her video game blanket she rides the wind Electric guitar strings wiring her brain Pink hair soaking Clouds moving, skin glowing Adventure in everything Racing in the rain, a ride...
Dawn Rising
Free Verse Poem In Jackson dawn rises as slowly as a weary, puerperal mother. The sky is a deep, pale azure hidden just above the tree line. With expectant pride it hovers over a...
