Poems from ACME
Love is both extacy and pain,
Both loss and gain,
Both sunshine and rain,
Both complex and plain.
Love is like oleander,
Sweet poison in...
Blood runs through my veins,
My heart aches and pains,
What do I have to gain,
By not being human?
My eyes strain in the night,
I long for...
Their sight faded back to them and they - again - were in an unfamiliar world. They were insideof a bubble of air underwater. Small air...
Anger rises in me today,
But angry things are not what I want to say.
I don't want to say how I'm angry at man,
For doing as much...
Books haphazardly stacked, cluttering up the vast space,
Readers disappearing into their midst leaving not a trace,
Each book a treasure, a...