Sleepy WatchdogLove in the AfternoonI am not a bird. I have hands That couldn’t hold you if I tried, Wouldn’t allow to hunt if I tried.Jan 3, 2023Jan 3, 2023
Sleepy WatchdogSeaplane HarbourI rode my bike to the Seaplane Harbour on Monday. Everything was pink and yellow. Your eye, The burning sunset, glanced Upon me. Look…Aug 12, 2022Aug 12, 2022
Sleepy WatchdogJUNEViolet smogs and barking dogs. A king carries a kiss in his hand And carnage In the other. A life I never wanted has lost its hearing…Aug 12, 2022Aug 12, 2022
Sleepy WatchdogI Built a White Castle in My BluesI wanted to live In a white castle Under the yellow-red With sky-high pillars And gargoyles, Guarded by pale pink Roses Across The…Jul 23, 2022Jul 23, 2022
Sleepy WatchdogFeeling Caused by Him Playing With My Hair a Second Before Falling AsleepLet me read you lines of poetry while you play with my hair. I’ll let you hold my soul. I promise it’s not heavy; Instead foam-like…Jun 27, 2022Jun 27, 2022