To wisdom that suggests this verse I may write, Over and over, I […]
Not a carnation, or burnished dove I offer you, paramour, a garlic clove […]
See, see the pretty sky Marvel at its big brown depths. Tell me, […]
Tick tock tick tock. I observe as the clock above hums the storm […]
Beneath the pitter patter of streetlight rain I stand independent from care and […]
From his serpentine face to the bone- chilling way, in which he hisses […]