Thick clouds paint the dimly lit sky.The sun shall rise soon, and with it, comes day anew.Light pours…
My eyewitness your altering behaviorHow this glimmer turned into darknessNot seeing anything at…
You said the word count mattersthat there were no funeral servicesthat were so…
In the dead of the nightI reach for you I run my fingersAnd tickle your skinI nibble your earsAnd fire up your sensesI feel you…
A plain shiftless lineof circumstance leaning uponrecognitionDisturbed in your musingsput off work/ for a…
I want to confess