Fire Escape
There are days when I’m more of a fire escape person than anything else; When the only comfort of solitude
Read moreThere are days when I’m more of a fire escape person than anything else; When the only comfort of solitude
Read moreThrough the glass window, I watch birds dart past one another, over trees, from branch to branch In my mind’s
Read moreto kiss perfection in your lips the exactness of spirals in the Golden Mean the symmetry of verbal skin frolicking
Read moreA book ends, the lines remain. We don’t have to tell Each other the creases that clarify the words no
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