A dreamer who hates dreaming
sitting resolute in a facade of solitude,
a life thought caved and demeaning
playing an ignorant solemn mood
a defense to hide what sat behind;
a backdrop of liquid toxic crimson.
Solace in selfish desire,
spending lovers with whiskey,
a kindness turned to burning ire
silently screaming don’t kiss me;
false passions without meaning,
lovers quarrels that were never wor...
Brisk wind sailed by the night cresting a plain white dress shirt and shortly following the man adorning it, forcing out its creases and forcing an ivory tie to sway as it lies loosely against his chest. A bench stood firm and chilled as so did the squarely taut jaw of the man sitting upon it. It was quiet that night. Despite the silence, there was one sound repeating past the wind which to most w...
looking down below
far from the hills and forest glow
thousands of people start to show,
hastened by the rising day in tow.
perhaps filtered, I show my gaze
a perspective changed and lost in morning haze.
A thousand hearts beating as one
with so much love that can’t be undone.
despite standing on this higher ground,
I will always feel lesser beyond my mound.
my mind remedies a passion most would ...