We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only...Read More
I sat on the front step with the clouds covering the rays And as I surrendered to the moment I realized the sun doesn’t always shine Sometimes your parents don’t work it out like they promised they would Most times your skin doesn’t resemble that of a porcelain doll And often...Read More
I do loathe the rain, blissfully falling to Earth, In a short thunderous burst yet upon impact, No feeling of Pain. No one would miss a single silent-- Drop of Rain ~ Ambiguous within the mist, living without a name. I wish I was Rain -- part of a swarming Grey Gang. Nothing to lose. Nothing to gain. Or maybe...Read More
O Christ! My fit is mastering me! What the rebel said gaily adjusting his throat to the rope-noose, What the savage at the stump, his eye-sockets empty, his mouth spirting whoops and defiance, What stills the traveler come to the vault at Mount Vernon, What sobers the Brooklyn boy...