Poems from WeAreMore
You're ice, remember?
you aren't supposed to burn with passion
you'll melt- quit it
you're only making a target of yourself
Freeze again,...
I wrote the fifth poem about him today.
And yet i still don't understand.
Why isn’t the writing giving me the answers
Like it always used...
grapefruit on a lemon tree
is a little bit like me
still citrus, still human
but a curious, strange illusion
apples on a cherry tree
is a...
My first word was “tick tock”
My favorite blanket had clocks on it
I am and was and always will be obsessed with clocks
And with the idea...
Yeah, i’ve been read like a book
Cover to cover in rough translations far from my own
I’ve been told a lot of things that went wrong with...