I Dreamt of Wasps

There’s a hidden nest in my head I want to leave alone

A tone of condescension

A poem, in which he stated his very important opinion

My Voice is Muted

… it is a fading flower…

Side Swiped

Poetry

Do you even remember the times 
your brain was side swiped by invasive
malicious thoughts
and other…

Over Your Dead Body

Will Be The Day

Poem: Hopeless Dove

Hopeless Dove

I get dressed in the morning
And think of you