Poems from ndrwnslr2
If I could say anything about it
anything at all
I would say that it didn’t hurt.
I would say that I cry about a lot of things
and tell...
Louder whispers whistle by
thistle pie, crystal tie
B.Y.O.B., F.Y.I., T.M.I., F.B.I See.
A fickle tickle prickle
YELL hears me
beers...
Hot ceramic sunlight peeled from the skin
like taking off socks. No toe-testing here.
Wading deeper, weight lifted.
Salty sea cider:...
Ever since I was young, I was told to behave.
Day after day I was told to sit up straight, and for goodness sake
keep my elbows off...
There are questions that I have that have no answer–
Questions left unanswered
matters plastered to the rafters:
threat of fracture,...