Worms
The nausea of failure
Rips a hole in my entrails Continue reading Worms
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Zoetrope
Zoetrope
809 files is what the computer tells me
poems written
whether in the heat of the night or
the bottom of the bottle
Sweet Lover
Sweet Lover
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