Poems from MINNICKB
I am slowly changing like a painting manipulated and altered by multiple artists. The artists and I grow old together. My tattered corners...
One through which we see The bond shared between lovers To whom I speak to
I hear it, my body takes over.My foot uncontrollably leads the way.The beat tapping on my attention like Morse code.
My ability to resist...
Sometimes I see them and think, "DON'T stare, it's rude." Perhaps. But a young woman longs for the gaze of a handsome young man. Something...
Bothered by the light, cannot gaze at the sun. It's become an unfamiliar face. I feel such happiness, despite the emptiness, I've already...