Confused »

By Poetry on Sep 14, 2009 in Poetry | 0 Comments

I detestation we,
I despisal this,
I abhorrence everything.
I just want to be left stage alone, why cant he figure out that?
I dont do anything anymore,
I cant crop it.
I just want to be left stage alone.
I ill will she,
I hostility this,
I misoneism everything,
And the worst member is.
I dont guest night know who we are…
I dont know what [...]

Burning in the Dark »

By Poetry on Jun 16, 2009 in Poetry | 0 Comments

There was a cub,
Who did devour,
The blackness of the wedding night.
He stayed awake,
In night’s coal black loch,
His dreams his only fluorescence.
He loved wedding night for the suspense;
The silence just before the climax,
The expectant yips in the hot air.
He loved weeknight for the possibilities;
In the yesterday, everything is all laid before he;
Everything is the fit it [...]