Poems from Aegis
In all of my growing, doing, being and all,
I never once thought that I'd again be appalled,
For once in a life does far more than suffice...
To be diagnosed.
What sweet pain it is to love.
What a toxic nectar to slurp down so willingly,
How warm of a chill to accept within ourselves,
No doubt in...
Style.
Unique traits accompanying creation.
Personality.
Character. Identity.
Style.
To lack is to not have, which is seen of them who...
I want there to be something beyond here.
This world of norms and wading ponds is a continual experience of foundationless questions.
To...