Poems from J_Gilbert
I could write a million poems about your hair.
when it’s just been cut,
sharp and short,
and looks just like my little brothers’
when...
tonight i watched a show
where the wife of a motorcycler
was brutally raped by 3 neo-nazi men
in order to prove a point to her husband,...
i know you as well as i know the sound of my own
footsteps
padding
down the
blue-carpet
hallway
when i’m all
...
I’ve always been good at looking at the past,
building a trajectory of the future.
Foresight, wisdom,
call it what you will,
old soul,...
last night
you, I, and a third friend all skyped
and even across the hundreds of miles,
through a sometimes-blurred laptop screen,...