let the cloudsbounce offof my coffee the black birdsblast chilling nightmares in the grass the rotten woodshudders in the garden the yard can’t comeout to play
Posts Taggedpoems
I am doomed
I’ve been reading a lot of poetry over the past few months…Rimbaud, Robbins, Kaur, Broder, Addonizio, Bonta, Olson, Hanes, among others… what I am beginning to realise but have probably always known is that I…
Something new
I’m dog tired tonight. Weekends make you weak. The only thing keeping me awake right now are three pieces of spearmint gum and the promise of watching Walking Dead later tonight. I have some neat…