Poetry about Life
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Thick vaporexits from an open,eager pair of lips,for I’m holding onto what I brought inon its knees.Distortioncomes from the daysleft behind,left to drag ontheir stubborn presenceas phantoms.They’re in,until they’re outfrom ebonyto ivory.They’re floatingupon the same lanethat I’m walking.They’re disguisedin long trails of smoke,from burned pagesdetailing history’spained conclusions.I’m asking for a cureto keep sickness absent,if not…
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Heavy weightsdrop like a handfulof debris,for a relieffrom winter’s lastingtyranny.I thrash,knowing I’ll liveexactly where I am.I crash,evaporating tearsthat became a storm.Walls of iceprevent me from movingwithout such spiteclinging like a parasite.My words,tossed like blank coinsinto a river.I’ve been dreamingabout what’s next.Nothing enters in,on the trainof a hundred stops.I’m a worm,hanging onto a threadwoven from fearfor…
Modern Romanticism 