Poems from kdyates4
The most glorious sound in the world
Oh, I could not possibly choose.
Maybe it’s the excited neigh, ringing across the field,
Possibly the...
I have to admit that I do hide, I do.
I hide behind my own skull.
I do not speak the words in my mind,
Only some, barely at all.
Mostly my...
I never imagined
That this thing—
Which had once terrified me
And I had even turned down before—
Could become such a fixture in my life,...