Poems from ms.millie
in the midst of it
of disease and sickness i struggle
struggle to pull myself out of bed start the
conversation about the bills during the...
You know
What the truth is
Your embrace a true jilt
Your lips have led them here
Watch this
new to the icy wind,
my nose glows red as the leaves,
in adjustment like the trees.
the window is open
but Giovanni the lover is here
that flawless sentry
charming and benevolent as ever he sits
watching protecting...
your midnight drives up to the next town
or walmart
or that short walk to 7/11 for a slurpee and a smoke
for your drunken rambles
state of...