Poems from DigitalPsychosis
Let me write about you
and the way I fell,
unable to get up.
I breathed you in--
my nicotine.
But you cake my lungs with
your sticky-sweet...
Darkness cloaked her hardened heart, the unease
affecting her every reaction--
'Til he etched the moon, she could not appease
the...
Black music box
with an old wooden handle--
burnt out
from strikes upon metal.
Worn and ruined, used too much
Little music box, play a song...
Shall I compare thee to a winter's day?
Thou art more hollow and more distressing;
Rough winds do shake your meaning far away
And empty...
A glance too long in the
wrong direction. Addiction
seeps into my core.
Where is my fix...