Love Was Always A Lie
A Nice Dream
Mirage.
Prelude to torment.
I'm noted flamboyant.
She's pure velvet.
Black hair with a sob.
with weight of the world.
A hunger, I suckle a thigh.
God's forbid
my bedside cold world.
Hers a lament left to me
to appreciate.
A strong hand
cast yours the ethereal.
Enthusiasm it begat.
Fatale I covet.
Zealotry cost me.
Uncertain months a string of
fantastic directly pointed.
You come out your skin.
Determined of times
as the night starred.
The able bodied crave.
Notions do nicely.
I’m Sorry
I care.
Companion.
I find joy
fall
equinox.
Rainy
day
comity.
I tried
the year better
than the last.
Roll the decades
aground.
I
believe I’d find love
and sweeter things to have
and hold hands
along the water.
Sand
and reeds.
This
too must pass.