I count my body as parts of a wholeWith it I can name roads in myselfAs a cartographer with their map.Traveling alone.This street is quiet pine sentin..
Would a good and just godLet love live, in all its idiosyncrasies?Would an ideal godGive poets reason to wail?YesBecause if not for morality, then for..
Your laughter bubbles like a witch's cauldronWhatever sorceress that brewed it sure did her best workWith you.You are magic.You!With the curly hair th..
Give up the ghost, I say to myselfThat holy spirit enthralling your fingers to put down onto paper What no human concepts graspGive from yourself unto..
Gathering forceSwirling zephyrs dance around meDroplets vaporize in a halo of mistA grin breaks from the confines of my mouthBuilding, growing, increa..
My soul is a hereticWho goes by limitless namesPreaching to the villages of my body To move against routine, curricula, and normTo cry at night of los..
Who's to say this is real?Who's to say this is fake?Certainly not the "ones I hold dear"Demon childSatan's spawnNicknames used in vainI prefer fallen ..