Poems from Kenneth Rougeau
First free, Then trapped In awe of grace & beauty. Suffocating, Needing air & space, Room to breathe. Finally released &...
time spent singing to myself, sitting alone, collecting dust & phrases - 10/03/1993 5:16am - kenneth p rougeau jr
Conversations Erupt around me - Thin women Discussing Fat men A the perverted Converse On the perverse. Pages turned In books unread - No...
How to put the words... They fight amongst themselves Struggling to be expressed, But quickly they're tangled & lost, Seeming to die ...
i know nothing of nothing, save it's not what we claim it to be. by labeling the non-existant, we cancel out it's lack of being. - 04/05/...