Poems

A collection of poems written over the last year. Some related, some not.

Dreamland

Hemingway, how I envy you and time out of mind;

Lost Language

Every light keying—playing the wrong keys, In a meagry nest sets me. So angered, I find no sustenance in games of language.

Tongue tied

eschew affluence and mark my words, we'll meet at the confluence of love in twain. this sluiced effluence signifies tongue tied emotions, destroying the eloquence of

live/h8

melting ice cold face off the world has two north poles. Low tech/no logic conservative calamities conserving nothing but unconventional bases. their foundations need tectonic shifts.