One day, the Dust said to a Broom,
“Love, sweep me off the floor...

Can i tell you something?
There are days i fear my heart will stop beating...

sometimes
i imagine a leaf detached from a branch...

At a bar, just as on TV, the crowd cheers as an...
all his opponents, shoots at the basket from the...

With hands in pockets
a man shrugs to gravelly days...

Today, I'll write a sonnet. Yes, today.
And so, I'm here with hands on keyboard, and...

I see me not. I see me not.
I have no mirror to reflect me on...

I long for the day, education would be free
Where studying is not an obligation...

i
a wooden desk at the corner of the room...

As I walk the streets,
and as the sunsets...

with a dirty boot
and a pocket knife in hand...

The blues of the oceans are deep.
Many dive into them...