"and you won't make a sound or be nervous...
so old that it feels like it is ending...

Lantern
With the sultry silhouette of an hourglass...

It's just my sense of deja vu
when the curving road falls...

Holding the newest sonata
tucked under Adam's ribcage...

And in the afterglow of a half-eaten moon,
our static pulses stun the spectators...

[This is actually a quote i intended to submit...
It's a lesson still waiting to be learned: history...

You need no bricks for sandcastles,
They grow with you. Each summer...

[This was a writing practice in Lit class where we...
Out of the blue...

When lies are born as early morn
Blinks blindly at the break of dawn...

Spark
Don't look for an antidote...

[This is an imagist poem: it's supposed to be this...
From the grape-stained belly...

"but you, my soiled teenage girlfriend
or are you furrowed like a lioness...