One In the Morning
· poetry
A songbird sings alone An eerily joyous sound to hear The mockingbird mocks the night In rebellious cheer He...
poetry
Nobody Calls Me
· poetryThis is telling Telling me something Something about me Something I lack despite all that I provide All that I...
Remains Untitled
· poetryLandscapes never painted But yet they exist—of course—in real life—and—in my mind A still life—is still a life—just not wanting...
Ritualistic
· poetryLife creeps ecliptic to an apocalyptic finale Destined to be a crippled eclectic Or to reach a speedy apoplectic event...
You and Me Always
· poetryI always ask you what you’re thinking You always say your somethings are nothing I always think all my nothings...
Times Like These: My Theory of Relativity
· poetryAs good as it gets A relative term in relativistic applications Humans always want more There is always a degree...