The first thing you notice are his bare feet, Black and dirty. Lacking a chair, he squats…
a poem
Take away a man’s hopeand lace him up with dope. Abuse him as a childand expose him to…
A chaotic beauty,A trusting soul,Mother’s love for all.
A moment fragmentedAgainst a lifetimeOf similar moments
My poems are tragic,So that my life isn’t.
My entire sense of selfIs supplantedBy that one undefinable feelingOf a nothingness with…
i drift
What would you like from me?What would you like to see?
something innocuousi’m triggered againi knowit’s not your faultdespite how it feelsthere’s nothing to be…
Why does it feel like I’m all alone?Like my house isn’t my home,Like I’m running from the unknown?