My Own Worst Enemy

The internal suffering of being a human

My fingers ache cause my brains too full

Some of the Excuses for being lazy

For the Masses

Unaware of Love's kind touch

Cassie some Dollars…

A young girls brave adventure

A Certain Row Upstairs

That good old mental strife...

Pawn

Ladies, stop a second. Don’t hand over the jar, when the lid won’t open, or else in five years it’ll be car keys, then car. You’ll be stumbling, wheeling a pramful, puzzled,

The Shape of Things

Oh yes, I'm very bad at traditional forms...
Cherry

The Streetlight at the End of 42nd

An ekphrastic poem in draft, all comments welcome.

Inital outlay

You hopeful gimmick - salvage some smile at least for yourself. Know that architects make mock morality with insurers honesty warranty of at least one month. What’s the logic in lust?

Christmas Curfew

In the hard times we can often find a common ground .

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