The walls
are
comforting.
What’s she?
Never ride
for
the brass ring.
Their soul
will undress
with yours.
Are you reading Devil’s Knot by chance? I have a fascination with juvenile crime. I work in juvenile detention and house arrest. This case in particular is very interesting.
Saw the Paradise Lost films, didn’t read the book, but that was the title I was referring to. Crazy case, yes. I even did some paintings to sell at auction (skeleton keys auctions, Texas) in for their defense. Glad they’re out.
These
strangers
are kinder
than
family.
THE LAST POEM
I
wanted the
last poem
to be
the strongest
the best
a long
heart-feel
felt thing
I can’t do this.
I wanted it to end
on a high
-note
I needed it to stay
in your heart
feel, felt
these words
are my
final home
I’m so damn tired.
I
needed it
to be the ghost
of some
memory
we all had
my ghost
because
this
is
it
for me.
This will not hurt.
I wanted this
to be
the most beautiful poem there was!
but
it
isn’t.
Good
-bye.
your poems make my nights better
There are many more interesting things online to perk up a night. Thanks, though.
perfection.
I don’t know about that, but thank you anyway.
Speaaking of Aristotle and poetry, an ars poetica for you. A knot only God could untie.
Reminds me of the book about the West Memphis Three. Good stuff. Thank you very much.
I love it.
Thank you.
Wet roses
bent gently
, blooming,
waiting.
Magicians
fall
for their own
tricks.
He’d fuck
, without love,
with
perfection.
Fish
in the
sea
are
dying.
I agree with this person. You have an amazing mind and I love your words.
Thanks you. I appreciate it.
I’m not sure if I have anything at all to say. Thank you either way. You are from South Carolina? I was born in Charlotte, NC. It was hell, but I do want to see my childhood home again. That’s an unrelated thought, though.
Thank you. A lot of people are asking for these long distance things right now. Welp, here’s to all you electric lovers.
We dial
our telephones
; miles
disappear.
Probation ended.
He started the car.
