Strange torturous song
Delight, anguish born anew
Without it we die.
Category: Poetry
Girl’s Life
Girls spendĀ
Much time
Debating their lack,
Chewing their soul
With vigor.
Always some fault,
This culture determinedĀ
To keep their place
Defining them
By false
Inadequacy.
I feel love
I desire my life
Overflowing everywhere
Centered upon love
Evening
Upon evening’s curves
Attention drifts longingly
Over her dark eyes
Hiding No More?
Facing outwards now,
Introspection no longer,
Hide no more: Act!
Balance
Graft and corruption,
So many thumbs pressing down
Exploitation’s tools.
Progressing forwards
Today’s anger spent
I seek to make things better
Progressing forwards.
Winter
Cold wetness seeps in.Ā
Clothing’s heaviness intense.Ā
Seattle’s winter.
Being Human
Funny humans,
The only part of this
Universe that flails
And rages, expecting
Full control of this
Immensity.
Healing
Perhaps healing’s not
Returning to the old life
Rather, a new one
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