Poems from srntyMG
Like flitting awake from a dream
Where I’m falling
And I gasp as my hands
Strike out to ruck the sheets
As my breathing waves
Rhythmically...
I say
Close your mouth
What I really mean is
Kiss me
I say
No never
What I really mean is
Keep asking I love this game
I say
Its nice...
Reminiscence
Is one of my mind's
Most desultory pastimes.
I have my head bent below
A tenebrous sky.
When I raise my brow
To the...
I am a cute little twin
A dimple in my chin
I am a song sung
Way out of tune
School bell was rung
Back in early June
I am a coal
Casting a...
When I was eleven
I went shopping with
my mother.
It was like weaving
Through a drunken
Maypole, the
ribbons held by Barbies.
Who knew...