No fur in which to bury my ugly face,
Brother lost to me though of a different race...
Oh how I long for your?
!Disdain...
The other me can play guitar.
He's talented and funny...
I liked it better when you only
existed on paper...
It's nights like these
where I feel like a giddy...
The moon melts these senses of mine
within constant fury, panic sets In...
Memories still dance and splash and muddle
like overaged children loitering in the rain...
she danced
like a wild ballerina...
This is a poem about kpop
How I just love all their songs...
Two weeks in-
the shell pealed back...
The life of poets is collapsing
within grief...
So you've all heard of Cinderella,
But I'm gonna tell you what is true...