Choosing Certain Words

   Choosing certain words With connotations to stir The hearts of the audience Cocked crow with pubic fur Sitting uncomfortably – like whaa? Where the hell is he going with this Delusional in this rehabilitating fatigue Longing for the peace that I miss

I Often Catch Myself

    I often catch myself Glancing up at your windowpane Occasionally seeing a silhouette Memories of youth still remain   Possibly spying a lacy chemise But now you’re wearing the curtains Or maybe there was nothing on But I couldn’t know for certain   The morning light not quite seen I might feel likeContinue reading “I Often Catch Myself”