Rage This flame it burns Though embers fade With ashes in their wake This flame burns on I use the heat to fuel desire Rabid rapid labored breaths. This flame engulfs (Click poem title to read more…) More
Apt Pupil Because the river runs red I am the apt pupil Foretelling the future Through patterns of varicose veins (Click poem title to read more…) More
Who can stop the rain? Rain falling on my head… Rain drops falling on my head (Click poem title to read more…) More
Deception Nausea Prefaced by guilt Torture Flowers that wilt Nothing shall grow Nothing shall bloom Insidious shadow… (Click poem title to read more…) More