Another old poem of mine about how people can be used like pawns.
Continue ReadingIf love was a sport… that explains why I have never been good at it, hell I don’t even play sport video games. Coach Cupid… I never learned the rules, have I ever really played the game and yet in loving you “Sweetness” I want to be a starter.
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Continue ReadingHighly experimental haikus. Spaced out poetry for the curious mind.
Continue ReadingHighly experimental haikus. Spaced out poetry for the curious mind.
Continue ReadingA poem.
Continue ReadingEverything has purpose. Everyone has a role. Everybody has a calling.
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