A Jar of Pretty Things

Like the light blue butterflies

I keep, pressed cold in unmarked tape,

Or the wilting flowers, I

have left within the vase.

It hurts too much to let you go

To that sweet feeling you to me,

That’s why I kill, to safely keep

everything that’s beautiful.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I like the title and the poem...:).....................

[Sam Lieberman]

Thanks man, I noticed you reviewed two of pieces so I checked out your stuff, I think Oneiros really stands out in my mind as your premiere work, keep up the good work

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Thank you kindly. You are welcome...:)................