I wrote about love and let your hands touchthe slender papers of my skin.And you spread me…
Can you see the carrots, there poking from your pockets? The bravest information to share, kept so lovingly close to the breath. “The…
One angel found this demonWandering lost, eyes closed Pupils bloody encrusted and coldGuided him to a seat on a cloud, they told
They could not knowI made sure of thatA secret squirreled awayIt wouldn’t do any good to shareSomething so terribleWith no…