POEM:Addict

this is a poem I wrote about a drug addict
Cherry

going down

"He'd stood still in the tea-tree. They stood naked, turning their bodies round to the sun. She stood firmly, legs apart, the wet towel in one hand dragging on the ground. She was smiling."

just together

A quiet stroll in the park watched by hordes of forgiveness gentle streams lay the foundations of your journey that you proposed, but you and time forgot familiar sentences, the same eyes,

Mommy I Run Fast

Sun, humidity, trees. Amber air, heavy wind. She smacks the gnat on her arm. Wipes its body onto her jeans. Peat moss under foot, Willows hanging low. She runs as fast
Cherry

Day 09 - Now we must walk together, but I will keep my mouth shut

Having a sugar-powered Japanese fangirl handcuff herself to me was the closest I ever came to stardom.

What am I to do?

For I know not the answer to this question. All I know is it takes two To make things right I guess I’m alone in this alone

Day 08 - Idol

Because I'll never know you, and because I'll never set out on some pilgrimage to find you, I must conjure up your fizz of smells from my own kitchen bricolage.

Boadicea

The spiders knew I was back within seconds, eyes glinting eightfold from spyholes. And so they send their champion, who snaps into view like ink on a sail. She enters from above, stretches

Don't Tell Joan

as she kneels, sword at side, about de Rais. By all means sing out that his latest bride- to-be has changed her mind, choosing still more money over him, however filthy wealthy, charming.

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