Poems from boscog
School was boring, so i read.
i hid books inside my books,
i read the posters on the walls.
on the far wall ,
in front of metaphors,
my...
Honey BeesHoney bees
forced to their knees
by
pulling, tugging, tearing, scaring
Pinned against unfamiliar beds
their...
Mission Control cannot be reached.
and unfortunately there has been a breach
out into the atmosphere goes my Mind
Hopefully it will not be...
Life is...Life is waking up every morning in pain
It lies in the distinction of how severe it hurts today
It lies in what pains me in that...