He walks through the door, He brought the sketch; Crinkled paper in sweaty palms. The bell jingles as he enters, The buzz like a soft whine; He stares in your eyes- "Make it good," he says, Make it bleed, he thinks. You shrug, he nods, He doesn't even know where to put it; How could he... Continue Reading →
Barbed Wire: Silver and Red
Trying to remember to breath, Trying to remember to let it go, Let it all out, don't let it seethe, Don't drink the poison, just let it drain out. So swallow another poison, To act as an antidote, to counteract The presence of rage and descent; being coy son? I do what I must. If... Continue Reading →
DO. FEEL. BE. 