Hours Pass By

hiding, forgetting, remaining held inside.

Walk with Me?

If I hold out my hand, will you take it and walk a while with me?

If you’ve got nothing to hide.

They're out to get us

companions

Zubaran, and Seneca i like the way you go together. Stay with me. You are welcome here. Vision of timelessness, i eat from the same table as you, Zubaran, with lemons ,and basket

Chapter 06

ELECTION 2008

I know you love Ted Danson

Because you say so When we are caffled On each other's knees Sofa side. You say he wears a hairpiece In Becker But this has diminished Your longing Not a jot Nary a whistle.

I wish I was a bird

I wish I was a bird because birds can fly. It would be so graceful to soar through the sky. It would be both exciting and serene. I could see the world beneath me, what a wonderful scene.

Follow the Aid Chain

You say that we should be forever grateful, I ask Why!

The Lost Of An Abandoned Soul

Waking up inside the cold stony walls, Trapped inside, got nowhere to go, Try so hard to fill the emptiness (in me) The feeling of pain The feeling of nothingness...
Cherry

The Saison Poetry Library Does Not Charge For Overdue Books

A poor poet before Christmas, stubborn coins and a grateful writer.

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