Claustrophobic.
I barely fit in this doll house
let alone a gymnasium,
too many questions. Continue reading “They slammed the door in my face”
Tag: poem
Neil Gaiman
I say that you’re my favorite
as if I read so much.
Truth is: I’d rather watch
your works come to life,
all the acting and such. Continue reading “Neil Gaiman”
Hughes Blues Part Five
For whatever reason, I just felt like reading some more poetry by Hughes and I was delightfully surprised this morning. I’m nearing the conclusion of my story so I stopped to think about what this all means. Like what does being a god have to do with this? Just in case you didn’t know, a […]
What You Want
We were as statues,
made to be in your way.
You give us a glimpse of
the future and say, “This is
what you want, no? Continue reading “What You Want”
Dog Days
Come here, little one.
Hold still, this won’t hurt a bit.
Yes, we’ll have tons of fun
but for now, stay calm and sit. Continue reading “Dog Days”
Hughes Blues Part Four
It’s been a weird couple of weeks. And on today, the day that I have finally resolved to be the day that I get back to work on my novel for real, I’d rather not leave you with some short, half-assed update. Instead, in the spirit of looking back to reacquaint myself with Hai, I […]
Scenic Route
Addicted to the nothing of sleep
and everything it brings,
they gave me a new hat to try on Continue reading “Scenic Route”
Wake-up Call
Graduate from darkness
in three simple flashes.
Source unknown.
It wakes you up regardless. Continue reading “Wake-up Call”
Elevate
What brings you here on such a night,
under satellite?
The sirens echo like it’s such a chore.
Oh, the blood and mortar. Continue reading “Elevate”
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