Poems from Sketch
So I had so many outrageous and incomprehensible ideas
Talk of only this poem filled my endless conversations with me.
I would stand, like...
Once,
The sun shone a little brighter upon my face.
Doors lead to an unknown world.
Windows meant sweet company.
The grasp of a hand meant...
Eyes widen my heart starts to pound
Pound like it’s never pounded before
I can hear it, can they too.
Do they all know?
Can they see...
It starts small,
Lunchtimes spent alone.
Then it grows,
Grows exponentially.
Everything goes cold.
Faces go pale.
Eyes go blank.
Just sit...
He is an artist,
Molding pieces of clay into a detailed sculpture.
Painting an intricate landscape appointing to each stroke.
He is a...