It was an emotional overload for her When I moved past her I don’t think her suicide helped her get over it

She’s got cardboard tears They fall from her face She’s got plastic emotions She turns them on and off She is energy efficient She has glass eyes She sees blindly, selectively She has smartphone instinct I love to hear the sound she makes When she short circuits herself For...

Little girls fulfilling their quotes of jumping ropes A surreal sunshine, rotting in the mind Having one hell of a time hobbling down these city roads People scoff and laugh Lost it all at last Too sick and tired to be aghastPulled out the gun and started to blastOne...

I am afraid it remains the truth,ever since my fraught youth,that I am an agent of the night,a provocateur of the sacred write. Sitting here with quill in hand,on a lifelong quest to understand,the rhythm within every rhyme,within lines thinner...

The seeds that got no reads Gone too soon inscribed upon the tomb like a shrine to our short time in the reason and the rhyme of the season to season kaleidoscope into which we collideIndependent sign into Universal mindSuch a mysterious design So much unknown in this dwelling we call home In this dwelling which we roam Like a poem...