Raw Poetry

Death-a finite release!

i’m sitting in the dining room

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I will forever love, forever love you, your scolding and screaming too the liquor spilled on floors the times I popped pills under the…

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i’m sitting in the dining room

It’s amazing how well she copes under dark debris. Maybe its easier to smile when no one can see…

A Poem for the Office Haters

Like saffron-scented oil sliding across the surface of a sacred vessel, the last umbered-pink glow of the sun slipped over the sea.

Why wait? Take me under now is the day I have seen too much is it wrong of me to think this way, I plead to the Gods to show me love….

Speeding past them, just like moments.