Note: This is an older poem. Probably written mid 90’s when I was very angsty. A Much Needed Rest This page is my escape route. But, reality is not an ink refill. It is but the pen that has just run out; you can barely see it, but the imprint is there. If I had an eraser I could make the ink disappear. I would … Continue reading [Poem] A Much Needed Rest
Note: Not much to say about this one. I did know very early that I did not want kids though. Intruders The laughing cries of children playing kickball on the sweating asphalt, intrude my thoughts. Their voices sing in the faint breezes. Their smiles sail towards my room. I close the window so they can’t get in. Continue reading [Poem] Intruders
Note: This was one of the first good poems I ever wrote. It was probably written in the early 90’s. I have some really bad ones that came before this. I may have to post them just for shits and giggles. Re-reading this one, a little optimism wouldn’t have killed me. I Saw Tomorrow I saw tomorrow standing next to me. Staring, glaring through distant … Continue reading [Poem] I Saw Tomorrow
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