Zoetrope
809 files is what the computer tells me
poems written
whether in the heat of the night or
the bottom of the bottle
809 files is what the computer tells me
poems written
whether in the heat of the night or
the bottom of the bottle
Poetic ramblings spill forth
For I have a liquored tongue this night
I want to scream to the world
I have found true love Continue reading Sweet Lover
I cannot help but remember the message
Let’s get a drink &
talk about tomorrows
which will never