Lids hug each other;
this type of love makes one dream...

Acclimatize my house of reason, dear Jesus.
These seasons are treasons of an evil beacon...

Poetry, you were but specks of dust underneath the...
crumbles of cookie Oreo next to my touch pad...

I'm letting go of the helium tank.
Out of this gas, I call love...

To live is to breathe
as to breathe is to inhale then to exhale...

What if I write a sonnet just for you?
You’ll get the extra credit you so need...

while skies cry
puddles gather ‘round...

I watched as the rain fell drop over drop
on the asphalt of a dusky street...

with blue skies
the man slept...

I try to stretch my thoughts
like mozzarella in a grill...

Something is Off and it’s not the light.
The room is illuminated...

a girl with curly hair
twirls and swirls...