Works of a Polymath-ish
This morning I awoke,A melancholy January snowfall.No AmbitionBleakPre-desolate.Where are you now?
Four car ago
On a good day
When I was feeling vast
I was much taller by mid-afternoon, Standing up to the struggle, Blue color thinking Bruising the blue blood Inclinations of a fine Line mind. Between the distinctions, The paradoxes, And the complexities I had nowhere to sit. Agitation ensues. Rest impossible For one...
Last night The lover that lives in my Scorpio Moon Captured me, Found me out, Possessed my imagination and created passion To count the hairs on your chest meticulously, and stop at least three times. Faltering back to the number one A transparent device to prolong...