With Me, Stay
If pain is fire: stay
feels like fire in its burn: stay
looks like fire in its
ability to destroy
everything: stay with me.
If pain is fire: stay
feels like fire in its burn: stay
looks like fire in its
ability to destroy
everything: stay with me.
I’ve died a thousand times, but can’t seem to shake myself loose. #PoemADay #poetry #poetrylovers #micropoetry
Under a full moon I awoke with smudgy tears abandonment seeped into my muscles that heaved loneliness before Renee. #PoemADay #poetry #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity
pry from juiceless loam, rub free all dirt and cut shafts, leave eight inches, snip the threads at the head and store in the dry part of your body. #PoemADay #poetry